I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
He sat on a barstool and did the robot for 3 hours - I'm pretty sure he enjoyed himself.
I hate the hobo that sits outside our building
Joe or Chris?
do i even wanna kno y u kno their names?
well i came home drunk one night and Chris offered me a beer as i was coming in, it was kinda weird but i wasn't goin to deny a free beer. you're proolly talkin about Joe though, he's the one with the fucked up eye.
The only thing worse than cracking my rib on a slip and slide was having the doctors laugh when they found out in my medical history that I did this exact same thing last summer.
All he said was "Yeah, there's a lot of air down there. And penis."
hey dont come home for a while, moms drunk and is telling the story of 'how she met dad at that orgy' again
...and the foreplay consisted of me threatening to cut off his hand if he didn't remove it from my back.
Last I saw him was around 10 this morning. He was passed out on the porch with his head under the barbeque cover and there were cups of orange juice around him as well as loose tobacco spread everywhere. Good luck getting a hold of him.
Yeah I mean its Vermont, not like id be the first guy to trade pharmaceutical services for beer
Tornado booty call.. dedication
Running my fingers through my hair is like that scene from Patch Adams where the girl goes swimming in a pool of spaghetti. I love molly.
Visions of polite missionary are dancing in my head right now kinda and it alarms me
My mom just told me I look like darth vader. how's your night?
This is the perfect outfit to do ketamine in, I must say
I came home and drank a bottle of wine in the bathtub. I have AMAZING coping skills!!
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