My grandpa is talking about laundry and he asked if i could run a "small hot load." Wow. I had to leave the room.
It went alright, nothing too special, just got threatened with a knife by our server.
I'm more concerned about the fact that I can't feel my gums
I am broke enough to accept it. If I get poisoned, you can have my shoes
I hate that you live in a gated community. I feel your guard judges me every time I go to your house at 3 am an leave at 5am
I had to physically pry the rocks out of your hands so you wouldn't throw them at the guy with the cowboy hat. You probably would've missed anyways.
Stoned in some guys basement listening to ELO. it's like its 1978.
Shitty. Well if it makes you feel any better I just had a toothless wasted crackhead in my bar who was mad because there are TOO MANY FUCKIN TREES in Nantucket.
I mixed Jack with hot chocolate. This may be the best or worst idea ever. I have yet to find that out
lost my vibrator and now I have to masturbate manually. The struggle is fucking real.
It's hard to talk dirty with a mouth full of peanut butter
Of two things I'm absolutely sure: 1. I only took 2 hits off that joint and 2. I definitely ran over hedwig on the way home
Just got home from work. I'm going to change into sweats for a while before I have to wear normal pants to the party like I promised.
I’m pretty sure I have teeth marks on my neck
Just realized that I indirectly pay for sex through my cable bill
Wow. He is an expensive lay
I still have to figure out the cost per lay. It could be a financially sound investment
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