week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
Its as if he has to do the exact opposite of what I tell him. Don't come in my eye, pfshh it's in my eye. Don't come on the cat, pfshh it's on the cat.
What's the second line of that rhyme that starts "Vicodin before scotch...?"
Yeah kinda weird. My grandparents are here for dinner and I'm chilling on the couch close to tripping out on pain killers. My pap asked me how works going and I prettymuch drooled on myself as an answer.
Haha, apparently they frown upon male strippers there. Bouncers couldn't catch me tho.
Which I'm also surprisingly fine with. If he walked into the bedroom naked, holding a fish in one hand and a lit candle in the other and said "Let's get fucking weird." I'd probably go with it. He's just that hot.
I'm warming McDonald's pies on my heater cause I'm too high for the microwave.
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
OK BUT WHO THE FUCK FORGTS A LIVE CHICKEN IN MY HOUSE
The assignment was about the Industrial Revolution so I just screamed at them in a British accent all day. No, they didn't know I was hungover.
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
I'm just hitting the tip of the iceberg on accents for this trip...so basically my panties are done for.
Yah. Then he started clapping my boobs together in his hands and started shouting "the seas are angry!"
So if you wanna come get your pants you can. But you have to come in your boxers. Rules are rules!
I once left mine in my bra and I forgot and I didn't notice it was there until it vibrated.
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