the beds are so narrow its like a jenga threesome
i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
So J keeps drinking his last bit of drink, then spitting it out and drinks it again. Savor the flavor?
we were so high we made up an elaborate backstory because we were paranoid about going into the wig shop w/o being serious wig shoppers
she reminds me of the kind of girl who'd fuck in church if you asked. I can dig it.
The main two things I remember from last night is you "spanking Katey into reality" and watching her barf in terror.
Which genius got me a voicemail of myself puking?
Just got a voicemail from a guy referring tp himself "as chest hair guy". If I'm coming home to a intervention I understand.
he said he'd buy me TWO burritos if I took my shirt off
I can't promise that. They just put an extra shot in my margarita.
I just look at my butt and see so much potential.
I accepted my type is not "conventionally attractive" when she asked me "Him? Are you sure?" 5 times in front of him last night
I'm shrooming way too hard to deal with your bullshit at this particular point in time
I am still worried she'll have a seizure durring. What would I do? Try to ride it out and finish, or pull out and assist?
yeah. i tried to refuse to leave unless the burger king himself escorted me out. that didnt fly
Randomize
