Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
At least with the last gf I made it clear that I wanted to breakup when I pissed on her floor @ 3am as her roommate watched in contempt
just threw all of the fireworks into the bonfire. thats why there are firetrucks.
I keep waking up with the nagging feeling I gave him half a hand job through his shorts.
Shame tastes like burnetts and latex
how is telling me how long you drunkenly fucked someone supposed to make me miss you?
I think I ruined his life by managing to get his initiation nickname for his frat to be "Whiskey Dick" but I still wish herpes on him and his fugly new girlfriend.
Walk back down Church toward Mass Ave. Take a right and head for the guy in a kilt on top of the really tall unicycle. C u soon!
Btw I'm currently writing a paper in a beer garden. Be proud.
He just walked from his house to mine. Walked in and asked for a hug and then left.. And he's sober.
Gross! What the hell is that?!?
It's quite clearly a man posing erotically with multiple packages of bacon.
Was so close to hoppin on it but then I realize it's not a dick and I needed to keep walking. Primal instincts.
I recently had a rabies scare because I thought putting socks on my hands to pick up a squirrel that got in my house was a good idea.
my whole checking account just had a funeral down bourban street, paid for that, and then bought everyone 5 shots of fireball...
I should've negotiated that before I sat on his face.
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