what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
I just made a 90's Nickelodeon TV theme song power hour mix...I don't want to build it up but your head might explode
No, I didn't like him that much. But I took one for the team. And by the team I mean me and my vagina.
Without me, you would never be able to say you partied with a midget!
Whatever. It was high school. Back then I'd blow anyone who had enough room between their chest and their steering wheel for my head to fit.
When his Irish accent comes out my uterus hums. Or some productive organ down there, I'm not sure of the logistics
There are flashing lights and a man dressed as Santa with a bullhorn in my cul de sac.
I'm not sure if this is awesome or scary.
You were a path of destruction, you started with eating half the cake, proceeded by throwing the rest in the sink and dumping water all over it while laughing... then throwing the drunk helmet across the room yelling that you didnt want to wear it... i'd say it was a successful birthday.
the manischevitz sangria was a big hit
I woke up with my wool blanket soaking wet on the dorm room floor, and my sweatshirt hanging on the shower door down the hall. So basically my camp-out-in-the-bathroom idea didn't turn out as planned
Yeah, I fucked him. and the worst part is his name was Jesus. And nobody said it in Spanish. Just Jesus. There is no way I can avoid burning when I walk into a church from now on.
Opened my notebook to coke all over the pages. So, if that's any indication on how this weekend went.
he brings me coffee and gets a blow job. not sure if I trained him or he trained me or it's simply mutually beneficial beautiful.
... why is there baby oil , black socks and frozen hot dogs in the sink this morning ?
I remember turning to Jon after doing a line of coke and saying "I was a Girl Scout"
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