we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
Just made a pepperoni sandwich with cheese, mayo, and pickles. Poverty is like pot, without the happy feeling.
Then she opened the door and pitched the dead squirrel out, yelling "TELL THE OTHERS WHAT YOU SAW"
The fact that he grabbed my boob in the middle of the conversation shows something needs to change
It's like I'm in a vicious cycle of noncommittal penis.
We should tie ourselves together anytime there is any type of alcohol involved. It's the safest way. I either end up with freshmen or weird ex bfs. You end up with a large cowboy. This is not good for us
The last mom I slept with was the worst lay ever. Imagine fucking a hairy wet pillow for 60 minutes. Good luck with your milf. I was joking about the Susan Boyle comment btw.
I don't even see the point of going over to his place dressed anymore.
I hope you fall on your chin.
Jealousy makes you ugly.
What about.....a game of twister and....wait..nevermind. I've hit my cap for sexualizing things today.
Yep. I'm going to buy a sex toy and a LARP prop on the same trip. Welcome to my life.
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
I've started brushing my teeth at 6pm, because honestly alcohol is the only thing I consume after that
I JUST WANTED TO GET SOME MOTHER FUCKING TACOS I AM SINGLE AS FUCK TACOS BRING PREOPLE TOGETHER OKAY
Shit. My boss is having me meet and greet with the new doc upstairs. Do you think his doctor powers will detect that I'm still high?
Come over I need help. I just almost died in an acid flashback while listening to do You Feel Like We Do off of the Frampton Comes Alive album.
Randomize
