Nick just found a baggie of 3 year old shrooms in his desk drawer and downed it all with cheap white wine. I am not on vomit duty tonight.
I don't know what you're doing, but there's a dragon on my street.
I either just got cockblocked or saved from a lengthy court case so I'm kinda conflicted about how my night went.
I feel like I should limit myself to one meal prepared from a box per day
I know he gets bloody noses a lot...so that explains all the blood...but I'd say the condoms are definitely from a penis.
He told me he felt like he shoud say thank you and as a prize i could keep anything from his room that i wanted.
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
I just wanna lay in my bed all bundled up as have someone feed me lettuce
the police told me I had to sign a waiver stating that my car will no longer be used for crime activity.
I don't know where he learned to eat pussy but I thought I was going blind
i ended up eating cold sauceless spaghetti out of the container in the fridge with my hands.
I just trimmed my bush to manageable levels. I'm gonna take a nap and then get in there and finish the job.
I ate the crust off the pizza and left the rest in the box. Even I would hate me.
I need ecstasy. And, before you ask, the answer is yes right now
It's not a funeral, it's a celebration of life. Going commando AND braless is really just honoring him!
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