i mean i'm ok with bufu but if i'm gonna do it it needs to be a mutual agreement, and there are steps that need to be taken. you don't just go OOPS we're doing it now
i just got fired from my job because i was "too smart" and my immedate response was i am WAY too stoned to be considered smart, and theni walked out the door.
wow. i have no words.
I don't care. He smelled like a fucking chilli cookoff
just found out this city drinks more beer during oktoberfest than rhode island does in a year.. i'm never leaving
So befoe we go on this mission how reliable are you for bailing peope out of jail
pouring popcorn down my shirt before we went to the bar was the best idea ever. it was delicious and convenient.
I bought a police grade breathalyzer on ebay at 4:37 am. At least I'm a responsible drunk.
Sometimes I wish I could open my skin and just take a little peek at my liver. You know, just to see if it's rotten yet or still perfect looking.
I knocked myself out momentarily last night when I fell and hit my head off of my jewelry box while trying to take his pants off... while he was passed out.
well I have to shit but I'm too hungover to push, and I snorted advil so I wouldn't have to swallow it and throw up.. hungover is an understatement.
I don't drink so I see St. Patty's as an LSD type of day. Its like a more hardcore 420
I really resent how she stayed home and ruined my plans to watch sci-fi and masturbate.
Guess who figured out you can fit an entire bottle of champagne in a big Subway cup. Open container laws my ass.
He's getting me an energy drink and said good morning beautiful. He must sense i'm cutting him off from the sex.
I just want to drink bourbon and have sex and then eat like, a Christmas cookie.
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