okay I'm thinking he doens't have a facebook...I'm on page 28 of Hunters
ok you need to stop NOW
you're letting him buy you a plane ticket...to kentucky...so you can fuck him?
i know. i'm only adding to the interstate sex trade problem.
He's really hot. I think he's gonna be my reason to shave this winter.
I dont think he was a real cab driver. I think he was just a creepy guy with a van.
We would have taken you home with us, but you were outside the bar measuring a randoms stream of piss by walking along side it... you said you were only at 32 feet and it still had a couple of grooves to hit.
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
Also yeah I would definitely have to say that one of my favorite things to do is to get high and pet cats.
If I had to summarise my weekend I would do so using the words "horrifying romanian moonshine"
If 26 stitches didn't sober her up, nothing will.
This is a rough morning for me
No, rough is puking in your froyo cup next to a five year old and her grandma.
you should be awarded for your promiscuity.
i really should.
Also the McRib is back. Lets get high, dress like cowboys, and eat some McRibs.
My lunch = taste testing salsas for A&P. They gave me a free 64oz grape juice as a thank you. So, now we have something to drink in the house. So while you are spending all the money on breakfast rolls and pizza for lunch, I'm cigaretteless and whoring myself for tablespoons of salsa and free juice.
I'm gonna die. First I'm gonna throw up. But then I'm gonna die.
Just got recognized as black out drunk girl. I'm never going to live that down, am I?
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