I hope to God it wasnt poon. That odor was unnatural, it was satanic pussy.
i don't care what you say, the winery is open and 10am is NOT too early to go barrel tasting
The drunken tricycle race really added some class to the Tour de Franzia. Until everyone wiped out and started puking.
It's like playing clue with my own life. I have to piece together what I did, where I was, how I did it, and who I did it to
It was so weird. I had like an out of body experience. I heard the moaning, but I didn't know it was me.
we are sitting in a kindergarden classroom alone chugging beer. look at our lives. look at our choices.
Don't worry. This time I'll get black out drunk so they'll just think it's an American thing.
Not drinking has really freed up a lot of my time. I made a bracelet yesterday. I miss bars.
And I told him that even though were not together, if he has sex with anyone I would have sex with someone else, video tape it and send it to him.
I think all the stress in my life right now can be directly correlated with never winning a game of Bop It as a child.
Casually on the bus at 830 in the morning with a box of cheezits and a bottle of fireball sticking out of my purse....
Birthday are for suffering. TAke some tylenol pm and day-drink tomorrow
I'm still getting random messages from guys about my Halloween outfit. Electrical tape is coming back next year
I don't think I can get drunk, high or horny enough to even consider that
Her blowjob technique? Picture someone attempting to drink a triple thick milkshake through a Capri Sun straw.
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