we had that weird still in bed morning after conversation. Her dad is the vp of my company.
in the 'for' section of the check i put "when we got drunk and broke things". again im sorry.
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
ttyl tear gas
We're like Siamese twins, but joined at the genitals.
I dont think ive ever had a drunk day betray me so hard before
I thought I was pretty much sober now but then I realized I've been eating scrambled eggs with my hands...
I woke up wearing a headband made of condoms. It was supposed to be a crown for the "prettiest fag hag" award I won last night. There is lube in my hair. I'm going back to sleep
I caught myself flirting with clients today. Someone needs to take me to pound town before I self destruct. This is a code red. I repeat code red.
That happens a lot to the people around me. It's like I'm radioactive but instead of cancer, you get desensitized to the word cunt
I have no inclination to even want to think about what God's existential meltdown is going to be like. O.o
Hey.... can you explain to me why when I woke up this morning my cell phone background had been changed to me getting a piggy back ride from a drag queen?
I'm so high that a guy on TV just sneezed and I said "bless you."
Remind me to do laundry tomorrow so i have something decent to take off when i get laid.
He is obviously into the really short sex we have.
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