Come to wood. Julia is putting pants on. We must stop her.
We had to use the stains on Phil's shirt to try to piece together what happened last night.
Yeudjkisdjxbfceryuj. i love having a qwerty keyboard just so i can do that.
One question: Why is your trash can full of blood and pop-tarts?
This year i'm grateful for nothing other than the discovery that the uncircumcized rumors about him were wrong
Can you bring home bongs? Like all the bongs. I need bongs
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
We tried the hang n bang, remember? You ruined it by crying and telling me you loved me while blowing me.
He took initiative. Dragged me into the kitchen and did me on the stove....while it was on! And then we made nachos.
My nerves will need dicks later so.. I'll call you
He can kiss the multicultural 3 some goodbye
I was very impressed with his ability to carry on a conversation with his friends sitting in the front seat with his hand in my pants, getting a hand job, stoned, with a cigarette in his mouth. I think he's a keeper.
I had nothing but condoms at the checkout, then grabbed a pack of Orbitz gum and said "gotta protect from bad breath" felt like a boss
Whenever I have a bad day I just look at the negetive pregnancy test I keep in my purse and remind myself things could be alot worse.
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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