You know that bakery that Sandra Bullock's sister owns?
The one in Montpelier?
yeah, well it doesn't exist anymore. VT's one fucking claim to fame closed.
I play with my boobs when I'm bored. I playwith my nipples whe I'm drunk
you announced to the whole room that instead of shaving you were planning to start straightening and then braiding your pubes. awkward silence followed by everyone leaving.
it doesn't count as moral degradation if you win the strip off -right?
If I remember taking any of my finals after tomorrow night, it will not have been a successful night.
he peed everywhere. it's like having a puppy.
There are going to be so many Snookis this Halloween that I might just dress as the guy that hit her and punch them all in the face
My corndog is like a popsicle of bread. A WHOLE. POPSICLE. OF BREAD.
I can feel the fear and stress bubbling in my stomach. Or maybe that is the pregnancy.
That's where the buck stops? Buying girlfriends online? THAT is where you draw the line?!
Reading old FB posts. Why did I ever stop drinking?
My liver needs me to go back to work asap.
For whatever reason, whenever she's drunk off Crown, all she wants to do is jerk me off with her feet.
I threw my shoes out of frustration and walked home barefoot... can you help me find my shoes in the morning
I'm sorry I missed your birthday brunch. If it makes you feel any better I woke up wearing someone else's toga and a sombrero
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