Drinking in an igloo changes everything.
he sent me a winky sad face. i cannot deal this level of pathetically needy flirtatiousness.
He asked me to grab his balls and yell "thats a spicy meat-a-ball" Last time I do requests.
So at what point do I tell her that I like fucking these hot southern girls more than I like my relationship with her?
And the horses in Central Park have blankets. And Rafiki just told me "it is time" in the back of our cab.
getting up at 8am to start drinking seemed like a much better idea before I had to wake up at 8am
He told me "it wants a kiss" WHY HAS THIS HAPPENED WITH 2 DIFFERENT PEOPLE.
I found him passed out against a dryer in the girls washroom, in front of an old woman was trying to figure out how to dry her hands.
The bartender charged us for drinks. Life is different.
Happy meals everywhere. I think Ronald McDonald Claus visited.
I found one of your hair extensions on the dance floor. You put it back in your hair
you texted him "it's time for the no pants dance", please get your tubes tied.
No one should ever be so high that they forget the food. That's just...its a violation of God and Nature, of the very laws that we live by!
I'm pretty sure our sex is better than most foods and that says a lot too bc I really like food
BOOOOOOOOOOOO *takes away your hoe card*
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