For a day that started with shitting my pants, things turned out fairly well.
At first I was confused when I woke up with shards of glass and pickle brine in my pants. But then I remembered I hung out with you last night.
she wouldn't stop crying, so we sang her to sleep. i'm guessing you will find her in the same position by the toilet in the morning. night.
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
She was giving you that "I really want to blow you but I have to act professional" look. Guaranteed
she just pulled a hulk hogan to make her point. no idea how it helped
I am currently exfoliating my skin with the toilet. We've never been so close.
It's a system.. i get to hook up with them and you get to play words with friends with them afterwards.
So I am guessing last night was a success we are all accounted for and only 3 of us have hospital bracelets on
That gas station is used for only two things, picking up moonshine and getting murdered. Only two outcomes.
As soon as I got there, you appeared out of no where, yelled "they're giving away free cigarettes!" in my face and then disappeared and I didn't see you the rest of the night.
Ims textiofg thsi woht my noes bcuz my hansd aer stli handcuffde to teh bedfrme. Help me
I can recall having this conversation with a three year old, but go on
Ahh yes. I lost my pants and swimming suit and phone charger. And I've found out who has them all even while hungover. Successful day. Nice party too.
My dog and I just went outside to pee together.
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