oh god the rape fog is back!
guy in the car over is getting some terrible road head. he just gave me a thumbs down when he noticed i was watching.
And then I have a slight inkling that I went up to the bar and tried to order the bartender.
i used baking grease as lip gloss
My tally is now official: I have been drunk every weekend since 2008. Cheers.
my brother is about to go smoke a joint outside... he's preparing his munchies on the counter beforehand. I admire his responsibility.
he bit the head off a dead goose for 5 beers. this is my future boyfriend.
I mean its not the first time I passed out drunk at barnes and noble.
Nice. Don't spend your therapist's co-pay on Jaeger bombs.
If you were curious as to how many pounds of bagged marijuana can fit in the trunk of a 2010 Chevrolet Aveo, we now have the answer
I told you all we needed steroids to survive the tour de franzia, like the bikers. But nobody listened...
I may have to marry her. She is smarter than me and has a six figure job and doesn't want to have kids. All I have to be is a trophy husband.
So basically he is jobless, a potential serial killer, and has poor taste in music? We simply don't have time for that.
There needs to be a greeting card for "I miss having sex and smoking weed with you."
I blame everything on you. My broken heart, my fucked up liver and my twisted mind.
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