I would go down on you faster than GM stock
well. it's seven AM and i'm too high to hula hoop.
Their flight hasn't even left yet and the 'buy food to keep yourself alive' budget is gone on tequila.
judging by the pasta sauce and dirty pans i spent my blackout being emeril
this is not the time for floating mt dew and shots of tequila.
Well duh, alcohol and getting fucked up are the world's common languages.
What if we made a bunch of weed butter and then poured the butter into tiny rectangular molds and then chilled it so it was solid again and then wrapped it with the tin foil wrapping from restaurant butter and then left them at restaurants and wreaked utter havoc.
I don't know. Something about answering "what did you do on Sunday?" Seems odd when the reply is, painted, went to the grocery store, put a restraint device on my bed.
I'm beer bonging chocolate fondue. That's how my Valentines Day is going.
I'm calling in my "fuck at anytime anywhere" card. Meet me at my place in 20 min, wear your Waldo costume.
Thing I actually said tonight: "I want to achieve Ultimate level drunkenness, I'm only at Champion"
It would have been nice to break the dry spell with nice, civilized, sober sex somewhere other than on my friend's couch.
I'm trying to find a place to hide weed in my mother in law's house...
Married life problems?
Pretty sure I was naked for most of the night.....success
I threw up all of my purple drank and thats really important
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