windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
I'm walking down the street with a Starbucks in one hand and a flask in the other. People seem to have a staring problem
we weren't quite sure what was on that mirror, so we snorted it and hoped for the best
We're the only two others left at work. My internal monologue is going: TAKE ME. TAKE ME NOWW. ON THE COUNTER. IN FRONT OF THE MANAGER. JUST TAKE MEEE
It was like the perfect storm of bad decisions.
There were midgets. And vodka. If you don't appreciate the awesomeness of that sentence, read it again.
I'm starting to think my role in the world is to inject batshit crazy, mentally unbalanced chicks with a dose of normal sperm.
Is this one of those "if you didnt give such good head we couldn't be friends" moments?
To sum up. The glass blower from the ren faire ate me out last night. Best ever. Go find yourself an artisan.
Worst decision of artistic career thus far: bringing a banana to eat on male model day.
i decided if i had to, i could survive with only 3 fingers on each hand.
Please show REO speedwagon ur boobs for me.
you made a mix containing mostly whiskey. then you took a sip, gagged and yelled "perfect!"
I burned myself with a joint twice in one sitting I have to say that's a new record for the least number of times I have hurt myself while smoking.
My penis is lonely
So is my ring finger
Randomize
