I changed my mind about Tim Gunn. I like him now. Mostly because he said someone's dress looks like a gay t-rex. Or something.
He's my palate cleanser. He's my mint sorbet. He's my saltine cracker. He's who I fuck between people to make the next one better.
The bartender gave me the kids toys. Paddle ball & a gecko.
I'm also 95% sure I had a conversation with someone on how hard it would be to jerk off with out opposable thumbs
at the hospital. the stripper fell on his face when she was trying to grab the dollar bill out of his mouth with her ass. broken nose for sure.
Slowly realizing that my only incentive to bathe is shower beer
being sober in physics class makes me realize the regularity with which i show up to it still drunk
show concern. Mark ate a butterfly and proceeded to drink more shots like nothing happened
Wait also totally unrelated but can horses sit down?
I just tried to picture one and I don't think they can cause I can't envision it
Yes. That was the exact moment of my conscience clicking into instant high alert.
Bringing my mom Taco Bell and weed. I'm such a good daughter
Today, I lack passion for anything but Taco Tuesday.
He propositioned me for a threesome once so yeah I'd say he has what it takes to run for public office
It was a strange night. I made out with his college roommate and said "do you care?" beforehand.
i did these weird ass ab exercises once that left me queefing for weeks
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