still drunk. talking shit to the doc drawing my blood. this has no upside
Well, I just hope you know I had your best interests at heart when I put your sandwich down my pants.
Come on. It's already happy hour in Europe...Man up. "I'm at work" and "it's a tuesday" are not valid excuses.
Also I spent like 2 hours on the hubble/nasa website sunday night looking at pictures of outer space and cried my face off at how beautiful and complex it is. What's wrong with me?!
I fell asleep while we were Skyping and woke up to his balls bouncing in front of the camera while he sang "Wakey Wakey!" over and over again. Merryfuckingchristmas.
Umm... How do I tell my roommate someone shot a speargun through the wall? On a side note, cliff shot a speargun for the first time.
Bring gay.
By that I meant the rum. I just realized that my request made no sense. You always bring gay.
THEY HAVE VIAGRA FLAVORED GELATO
So because I got upset you didn't answer I threw my phone in the garbage disposal last night
was it wrong to tell him he's welcome in my pants any time?
Should I have spent my entire pay check on Crown Royal and LSD? No. Do I regret it? Also, no.
He threw up on my head while I was blowing him, and then I started barfing, and the kitchen floor was a mess. Believe me, he will never, ever live this down.
I just didn't expect to have anal in a retail store at 9 AM on a Tuesday.
The thought of you trying to procreat frightenes and disgusts me!
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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