it's 4 am, i'm drinkin beer and re-drywalling my bathroom. this could possibly be a bad idea.
So many tools at one table, you'd enjoy my italian family
It was some time between the gurgles of her blowing me to us throwing up in the same bucket afterwards that I realized we would be doing this a lot.
I brought up my Bobbly Flay drinking game in the interview. Of course I got the job.
Yeah, half my ass was burnt and I was missing a shoe. I'm blaming you for the shoe.
I feel like my teeth are caked on with other teeth. What did I just smoke?
Nope. Daytime is texting time. Night time is you send me naked pictures time.
bring the dog... nobody goes to jail with a dog.
I told her I named my penis "The Spirit of Exploration." That's all it took.
When I told him he could take naked pics of me, did I really need to specify that he could not email them to my brother's friends for bragging rights?
I feel like death crawled up inside me and died. That sick
Stormed out of the house in frustration and now I'm in public and have to take a rage dump. Today sucks.
If God invented something better than rough, drunken, lesbian sex he kept that shit to himself.
A good drinking club with a running problem, improves endurance in both I have observed this evening.
2 for 1 beer results in multiples of 2 so what should be a beer or two becomes 4 or 6. But running, alleviates the need for a DD.
His dog was laying on the bed and he said we could have sex as long as we didn't disturb his dog. My life is pathetic
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