nothing tight i'm going to stuff myself with food and alchy
Just learned how to deliver a baby.the things i saw tonight can never be unseen
my goal is to not remember how i make a living by 9pm saturday night
you looked at me, pointed to a car and silently said "the elephant parks here".
Dont forget the glove box taco bell stash i saved for drunk us.
Do something fun then. Blow up the house or whatever.
How have you survived this long?
Dumb luck and a deal with the devil.
I have a completly random but serious question. Can I make a paper mache mold of you ass and turn it into a pinata filled with airplane bottles of liquor? Its for my art class
Idk he's just laying there passed out with a French fry up his nose and without any pants on. Boner and everything.
Yes ma'am.Im also looking at my collection of penis pictures in my email playing "who;s penis is that"?
He recreated the night that started all my mothers days. We shared a joint, drank Boones Farm, and dry humped to the Beastie Boys. Then I cried over MCA's death. Best. Gift. Ever.
I just really hate taking care of things... If I can't fill it with liquor I'm not sure what to do with it.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
If I stopped drinking I'd have to take up murdering.
I don't want them thinking I'm like, "Mm, yeah, kitchenware in my ass please."
He was talking about his friends deceased ferret and I still managed to orgasm.
Now THAT is dedication!
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