just bought miller high life, hungry man dinners, and a bottle of lube. you win life, you win.
I checked for jungle juice on Weight Watchers. they didn't have it.
I gambled and lost. Had to pull into a funeral home to clean up with a copy of my resume.
Is it too much to ask that he stop calling me 'titty fuck' in public?
Still bad at ganbling. Still good at dringing.
whatever a "slut portfolio" is, mine is apparently almost complete
was this before of after we tobbganned into that tree?
I may or may not have just sent the bartender a pic of me in my slutty cheerleader costume with the caption "rah rah ree, gimme yo d"
not much sitting here stoned eating my little sisters halloween candy and judging each individual hersheys candy bar and after much deliberation by the selection committee the original hersheys chocolate bar won
got into a verbal altercation with Luke Harangoty last night over a table. Called him a cross-eyed fuck and got the table.
i just want a position where we can lock up like some sort of sexual megatron and go the whole night that way
I'm to the point where I just want to get back at him in a hot man sex tornado way.
I mean, don't most people have like a two week grace period where it's okay to ditch new friends?
I used my mad pharmacist skills to turn ordinary birth control into morning after. I think my professors would be proud.
Any who, I expect to be showered with roses apon my arrival
How about beer and nachos?
A fine substitute!
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