You all can go fuck yourselves. As far as I'm concerned, don't come back to karaoke.
I am assuming I was his dirty Mardi Gras mistake and I can live with that
Good news. Isn't krabs. Bad news. Not sure what it is. Worse news. Encouraged not to fuck till known. Great news getting laid tonight
I don't even want to go. i just want to be a hermit and live in a cave with an elephant that pisses vodka
Hm, finding a time when my drinking and your real life don't conflict could be difficult
They wouldn't let me hang out the sun roof and sing apple bottom jeans in the drive thru of hardee's i think i no longer like these ppl
i mean, i offered you kinky, jungle themed sex. i don't know what else you want from me
according to last night, I underestimated the size of my mouth and the possibilities of what can fit into it.
Seriously, this apartment is covered in body glitter. This chick musta been a huuuuuge slut. How do you get it across every surface?
Do you have any forwarding contact info?
she comes in perfect pitch. hook up with more singers.
I saw a groundgog last night outside my back door. I now have a new wedding gift idea.
How drunk is she?
She's trying to French braid the dogs hair, there's no stopping her
I have to remind myself to breathe. That hungover.
And as the acid sets in, he looks back at the shallow form he used to call his and whispers "3 pee pees strong"
I experienced pure joy just moments ago when I looked down and saw that I had another pop tart to consume down my mouth hole.
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