So #1 way to come back last night and #2 wishbone and I broke into his house and i opened joey's door and u were both passed out and pantless.
His stupid grin looks like he's mid-ejaculation
I cant go down on him yet. All ive had to eat is olives and percocet. semen would only add to tomorow mornings discomfort.
he was uncircumcised...I HAVE NOT YET REACHED THAT SKILL LEVEL OF DICK
what is TOTES MCGOATS in spanish?
they bought blue cups instead of red...wtf how am i supposed to pretend im on laguna beach??
she was pretty happy for someone in the middle of a herpes outbreak, how was i supposed to know?
We will have to go big on the 4th! Nothing says independence like the impending doom of an ankle monitor
Exactly. Because my vagina can't be consoled with words. It requires a thicker form of communication
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
Besides the kids on acid... I was the highest kid there
The bartender charged us for drinks. Life is different.
This is that think about life weed. Thank god I'm in American lit this semester. I can actually write papers in this vat of introspective stoned.
Well she got high, deleted the essay she was working on, and then ordered dominos. We all manage stress in different ways.
I someohow managed to lose my butt plug in tne midst of moving to B.C. and I am not a happy camper.
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