Richard, I just read on your Twitter account that you have enjoyed a, "Much needed post birthday smoothie..."...A bit revealing, no?
Yeah i mean there's 3 guys fighting over me. It would just be bitchy of me not to get with at least 1.
If you dont, I will tell Dad you are gay.
Fine, and I will tell him you fucked his business partner
Previous statement retracted.
I'm at the bar and they've turned up lady gaga to cover the sound of the fire alarm.
you just used a box of cheese-its to get into the bar
It sucks..Now I'm depressed because appearence wise, she's the closest to my favorite pornstar I'll ever get..
There are walks of shame and then there are walks of what the hell is wrong with you.
I have more bruises, scratches, and overall soreness from my birthday weekend than my car accident.
She's more of a "I'm gonna get herpes no matter how great her face looks like" pretty
where are you guys? the police just woke me up on the couch outside.
Drinking franzia alone at noon watching a cheese themed episode of "The Chew" I'm ready to admit I need a job.
You also thought the cure to hiccups was drowning yourself (and you were right)
He won't have sex to beyonce. I hate him.
Well I've made a drinking game out of the Wiggles but I think I've got this babysitting thing down
Even with help how did you paint a bullseye around your asshole?
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