I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
Just found out I have to work new year's eve. It's like one final 'fuck you' from 2009.
Oh just living the dream. And by living the dream I mean drinking franzia out of a martini glass and watching family matters. Also, drinking every time Carl Winslow has a mustache and Eddie wears MC Hammer pants
I have minimal recognition and a lot of burns on my tongue and my vagina hurts.
I really want to title the album "I want to make sex with your face" but I also want a job someday. Temptations, temptations.
Please please please tell me that is not a pringles container full of pee that your little brother just got a hold of.....
He has to watch his girlfriends kitten. Even when she is in Vegas, her pussy keeps him from getting into mine.
work has become about six times more interesting since i started fucking my boss.
That one dude should feel honored if he were to get herpes from you. Fuck that Guy. He is a herpe.
Ok, they now been on the roof for two days. I can see 4 cases of teecate and a carton of smokes. They are yelling at "fucking fall" and pissing off the roof.
You were drink-wine-from-the-bottle drunk trying to take everybody's blood pressures again.
Waking up with cheese all over my clothes and my vibrator in my pants is a sign we drank way too much tequila last night
another side note: i'm officially selling my underwear on the internet
it's your last night here, let's make it one we may or may not remember.
OH DEAR GOD IT GOT IN MY MOUTH AGAIN HELP
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