I think getting shot is the thing to do in Brooklyn
Dude its barely eleven am and there is already a firetruck and ambulance at the shamrock...happy st paddys day
you know what its like when everyone is chanting "do it, do it"...still friends?
I think you're asking the wrong person. You don't understand. Like I would fuck the act of fucking itself if I could.
I told him I was engaged, had 911 on speed dial and made him wear his seatbelt, then dropped his drunk ass off at his motel...probably not the night he was expecting.
I just horrified a large group of people. Congrats on dating me.
He gave me a beer, petted my head, and called me kiddo.
You were typing for me while I was hyperventilating into a paper bag on the floor.
I can't believe we really went to walgreens to use their cork opener, bounced and drank a bottle of wine in a sketchy corner...
The dominatrix coworker is currently listening to pop music that has been translated into an Irish dialect and sung by high school kids. Every day gets weirder here.
I'm SO high. And there is so much pudding in this car
don't let your emotions get tangled in that sexy beard of his.
I jumped the fence at the bar last night. My dress got stuck and I ended up flashing the entire patio for a good 30 seconds.
At the 10 second mark everyone started to whistle and cheer. Free drinks all night
"Why is there a bottle of Tequila taped to the fan?"
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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