Skip Greektown and come to Geektown. I just want to cuddle.
i'm home, then i'll come over
ightttt gangstaaaaaaaaaaaa
nvm.
We had to use the stains on Phil's shirt to try to piece together what happened last night.
The only dream I remember having is one where my dad's sperm turned into baby hippos. Like, tiny baby hippos, pocket-sized. I am so fucked up.
I don't know but the stairs are covered in apples
I'm riding shot gun after Shawn took a dump in a happy meal box because we were making record time.
They won't let us do straight shots of 151 since that guy lit his face on fire.
He's worked out some sort of arangment where all three of them are dating each other and they've all moved into an apt. with two king beds pushed together
A true beacon of hope in these dark times
I think my hookup is starting to fall for me. Time to break his heart.
Also.. The Hobbit does not look like a cartoon. We were just too fucking high.
Someone broke into my car last night. Didn't take anything, even left the beer in my backseat. They need to get their priorities straight, obviously.
Is it immoral to trade sex for the use of his laundry room?
conclusion: canadians have really freaky sex
You know, finding my first grey pube at 34 is FAR more distressing than finding that first grey hair at 13.
I DO NOT FUCKING WANT OR NEED THIS INFORMATION!
If sleeping with your boss doesnt scream job security i dont know what does.
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