new level of vanity: sex dreams about deep throating myself...
Was just explained ingredients in a four loko. Puzzles of the universe starting to piece together.
all i remember was you yelling "look at my little feet" at everyone on the way home from the bar.
I'm like the Mother Theresa of booty calls.
what do i owe you?
$237.46 to be exact.
if im having that much fun on the weekend i better start remembering it.
If you do wifi you would be helping my penis out & real friends care about their friends penises...
I remember key bumps, porn and a mom in my bed. Sums up my day.
that is an amazing summary hahaha
my window is missing, there is half a pizza jammed into the disk slot of my PS3, and the entire kitchen floor is covered in cerial i cant see any wood floor. did we have fun?
By the way, do you realize that you asked me how much you could get for your eggs last night. And once you learned the price said that you had plenty to share.
I figured working in my office on the 34th floor I'd be safe railing xanax off my desk. Of course, I snort it just in time for the window washer guy to give me a thumbs up.
i was on the fire escape while he ate me out for a while before i realized he had shut the door behind us and locked us out and i proceeded to climb down the stairs and climb back into the party through the window.
i can only hope to be on your level one day.
You wanted to go find him and we told you to sit down cause you kept stumbling. You yelled " I CAN STAND!! It's the walking part I can't figure out!"
well when I said that I would ride his face until he ran out of oxygen, that's when I knew I shouldn't be around beautiful people anymore.
Bringing my cat to a booty call was not my finest hour
I drank Dr. Pepper and instant breakfast mix together and threw up sober for the first time.
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