i just google imaged poop.
Id settle for living inside the pirates of the carribean ride.
so i was pissing and the phone rang but i forgot i was pissing so i just ran to answer the phone. it was too late when i realized
i feel like pocahontas...the disney character not from real chance of love
so i had a hang over on saturday and i stayed in the shower for 4 hours, then crawled out, skimpered to my bed, and some kid i didnt know was sleeping in it
I walk in and my mom takes one look at me and just says, ".... Consequences"
I have tardy slips. and absent slips if you don't show up to the bar. and trust me, if you are absent there will be a saturday school. I'm teaching you how to drink tonight.
You kept saying "sir officer" which would have been polite and helped you if it wasn't a female. She was pissed.
I could hear them screwing through my bedroom wall again this morning, so I started beat boxing to the tempo.
She left me naked in my bed and without my phone I had her give me her phone number on the calculator on my laptop. It might be fake.
Lets just make a point system, like if we have sex add a point, if they leave after take away a point, if they stay all fucking day take away a point
no. i discovered the *exact* amount of drugs i need to do to understand calculus.
Well the term Party is used loosely in this situation. Since it will just be mom wine drunk and us eating chips with multiple dips.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
Well if I can't snuggle you, I might as well snuggle a stranger's cat.
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