party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Yah man, that place is surreal
Man, I'm from Tennessee. What the fuck is surreal?
the next time i see a chick with leggings under her jean skirt...i'm gona beat her ass with a fashion magazine...
No need to clean the puke on the driveway. The squirrel is eating it up.
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
He just called me juicy booty via text message.
My penis has a 100% approval rating. He has never received a formal complaint. If you'd like to file one, you can go fuck yourself.
I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.
My dad just bought me a 40. I consider this our peace treaty.
That BJ in the bathroom was definitely worth the $20 cover.
You'd love her. She's outspoken like us. And appreciates a big penis and a strong drink.
And anyway at least being paid in opium makes a cool story
I had sex in an engineering office last night. So that could be your life. I was mounted on top of a sketch of a future parking lot for a maintenance building. If that's not romantic, idk what is
My disapointment is making my balls hurt :(
i'm really sorry, but i'm just not sober enough to make good decisions.
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