I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
Billy Mays died!
I know. And the US is beating brazil...what's wrong with the world?
dude, I'm listening to "I believe I can fly", i'm high, and driving. this is so amazing.
The trip involved octopus tentacles coming from the little holes in my TV's speakers. The beauty of the nonexistant symbolism had me in tears.
When I get home we should play "let's see how many Christmas movies we can watch before we start having sex."
Don't forget: you only show your tits for the good beads. Be judicious.
Fell down the metal stairs and some guy tried to fight me after you left. I fell asleep with cadbury eggs in my mouth too.
He walked door to door asking if anyone needed to get laid. Surprisingly, that ended his drought
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
Gotcha. How bad is it?
Well to compare it to something I would say it what's that walls would like inside the primate exhibit at the zoo after a group of monkeys finished throwing feces at each other all afternoon
well some coke just fell out of my nose in my partners meeting so i'd say my day's off to a fantastic start
I'm questioning my decision to swallow this morning while my stomach was in hangover mode
The ride home was alright, we hooked up in the street next to his car after he smashed into the guard rail
Orgasms and cereal.... that's what life's about.
His dick smelled like strawberries...it was awesome.
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