At a place where you lie naked on a big pile of pillows and they feed you lobster. You eat it with your bare hands.
Speaking of school, I've done the math and I get laid about 10 times more often than I did before I got my law degree. $100,000 well spent.
I woke up naked in my own vomit. Not even in my bed. No one is happy.
I look at sleeping with him as a way to get up in the world. He will lead me on to bigger and better penises.
All I I know is that there's 2 new contacts in my phone. Drunk Backdoor and Gayass Handshake. Thanks, Jameson.
I tried to sit on a barstool last night...it was an open trashcan.
Two questions. One. Where are you watching election results tomorrow? Two. Can we have Obama victory sex?
Shirtless guy staggering down the sidewalk, puking into a Prada shopping bag. Ahhh, the walk of shame in Boystown.
I just had a fifteen minute conversation with a Raccoon by the garbage bin. I was feeding it chex mix.
this celing is unfamiliar to me... im just vaguely wondering where i am. but not quite concerned enough to do anything about it.
I mean jail does seem alright, all the free broth you can eat.
They came over the loud speaker and said "no laying on the dance floor.." I thought i was dancing, but apparently that's just the way it started out.
I caught myself caressing my own hand while nurturing a glass of bourbon. I think it's time to get back out there.
His dick is a spiritual experience and meditation is very important to me.
Thanks for listening. You're the first guy I've ever worked with who I didn't want to fuck.
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