On friday while at the hotel bar by myself (creepy) I made friends w/ a millionaire who said he may be running for the position of mayor in richmond va (likely a lie). At one point during our discourse he asked if I was crazy. In the effort of full disclosure I looked him in the eye and said yes
I don't know what prompted his inquiry, clearly this man had impeccable intuition
I had a good time, probably would have a bigger headache today if you were in town.
Did I miss anything?
A gay irish pirate, a caveman and hunter s tompson.
so we also did drugs
I seem to have left my pride at pride
normal stoners make pot brownies. gay stoners make pot chocolate covered cherries on a cinnamon graham cracker crust which by the way are very effective.
Well the bottom line is that I had to completely coat my testicles in Neosporin.
I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
Okay you totally passed out. Ask me about the bike parking garage and the expired baby formula in the morning.
I don't even have to turn the heat on in my car. Just fart the whole way home.
The dingo escaped by eating a hole through my screen door. It's loose in the city somewhere.
I'm stealing this baby.
Well I always support illegal activity but where would you put it?
We're going to work out tomorrow I guess but it usually consists of doing weights for 10 minutes, then saying fuck cardio and going to Taco Tuesday
I think I accidentally invented a religion.
Tequilla is a sneaky bitch ninja that doesn't kick in until you least expect it. Then BAM! You're peeing in unconventional places.
snapping my married booty call and next thing I know a plan b ad pops up
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