An alarm set every 45 minutes saying "FATTY" and one every afternoon saying "CASPER" every day until spring break is a foolproof plan to being bikini ready
I'll be there in 5 min. If not, read this again.
Hah, I lost the lenses in my glasses, didn't event notice til this morning... How was the meeting?
Maid of honor is brides sister and single. Likes lemondrops. You're welcome.
A French guy bit my cheek. Is that sexy there? Also had to threaten to stab the bus driver. I'm not sure I like Europe.
on a scale of 1 to 'no sex' how busy are you this week?
I think it's god's punishment for my behavior in Vegas . Lies were told. Angels were defiled. Pools were pissed in
I'm beginning to worry that I seem to get along best with people when I'm naked with them.
How do we stop her downward spiral?
Wine. For us.
You just want to live out all your fuck fantasies with all these girls through me. I know your game. Well played sir.
Oh you know, the usual. We had a good date, I took her back home, she took off my pants, laughed, and left.
You would think a husband, a boyfriend, and a vibrator would be enough. But sadly it's not
Wake up. Smoke. Masturbate while eggos cook. Go back to bed. Smoke. Body spray shower. Beer with breakfast. Class. Morning of a champion.
His hair is as curly as mine. It was like watching me go down on myself.
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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