my mother and i just seriously had a convorsation about why you cant Google "Refurbished Dildos"
We all need desperate help. Maybe we should just become a group of people who walk around town and shit in peoples air vents
I'm down.
when your friendship is based on dead babies and vodka there is a delicate balance. lesson learned. for what its worth, you are still my number one.
All I could understand from his text was "hatchet" "soccer" & "bitch". its safe to say andy has had enough to drink & will be violent soon
complete strangers are now referring to me as 'the bourbon guy.' i can live with this.
We hooked up with his aunt passed out next to us. It was just like old times.
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
I woke up with a black eye, bruised knuckles, wearing women's clothing, in a house I did not recognize, next to a solid 9. Thank you for making 21 special.
Either I'm tripping balls or my dog has super powers.
They didn't have a "sorry I was late for your birthday party because I was getting arrested" card.
This morning I found four opened yet full beers on my desk and my towel rack pulled off the wall and in bed with me
for some reason leaving your socks onmakes it less meaningful.
I gave him a bj as a thank you for helping. I think that's good.
i wish i could say that was the first 40 year old woman from the circus I nailed
how do do this?
do what? Keep standing? Choose between 2 guys?
keep making boys cry?
Randomize
