I'm on that like soy sauce on rice
So apparently I told him I was off to go "whore skipping" and I disappeared into the night skipping down the street. I know this because there's video.
If my body was a temple, I pissed all over the front stairs last night..
all ten of us were sitting in his room with the lights off and staring at his colorful moving screensaver for two hours. That high.
For the record, saying you're friends with the owner doesn't work when the owner is the one throwing you out.
I can now tell my grandchildren Central Park has really great spots for quickies...
I'm glad we are bonding over both contracting clamidya. Winners.
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I am going to borrow your water/shock proof video camera for St. Pattys day so that if wake up next to the highway again I know why.
Ok but I hold the right to any footage of you getting slapped, puking, anything with body shots, and allowed to make a montage of it to put on youtube.
You said that you were drinking out of a pan, and then went on to apologise to 'Jesus and all the other guys' for drinking on a Sunday.
You came over, called every girl Comrade Heather, and then declared that you were an Eagle, and we were your young.
So all in all, a good night.
Drinking and pointing where stuff needs to go is hard stuff.
ok first of all what the fuck
Do you just want me to shit in a Jack-o-latern
I know he’s married, but he’s still a guy with balls and a dick. He noticed my cleavage and stared at my ass. He’ll call.
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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