My feet smell like cheese. Makes me hungry.
I hope mine doesn't look like that
i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
I get way too drunk to be trusted with family heirlooms
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
The night took a downhill turn when he started using a butter knife as a spoon to drink his cosmo
I would ask why there is a chair tied to the door of the fridge.. but I am not sure anyone knows the answer.
All I remember was endless tequila and pulling karate moves from 3 Ninjas Kick Back towards the guy at 7 Eleven. Explanation?
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
Who knew that "When in doubt, pelvic thrust" would end up being the best motto ever? In other news, I think I may have joined roller derby.
I just want to be able to run around naked and eat grass with no judgments and have people feed me and expect me to sleep all the time.
Well, I can mark "throwing up in a daycare bathroom due to a hangover" off my bucket list.
There is resin on and IN the refrigerator. Its even on the food. My god, what happens to you?
I just threw up into a baby carriage. There was a baby in it.
I drank all the wines... and all th Doritos. Whilst watching Fat Camp. I need to reassess my values.
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