Yes, one should always join a cult. At least once.
It's like a choose-your-own-adventure. But the adventure is already chosen for you. And it sucks.
after a few more beers I realized that both my wife and I like Latin men.
I'm currently trying to figure out how I woke up naked and handcuffed to my bed. Not real worried about class right now.
the nurse was shocked when I handed her a cup of green piss. what did she expect giving me a drug test on st. patty's day?
I think I should just go up to him and say, "before I invest time in this could I just take a look at your penis?"
you made them have somersault races with you thru the lobby..
So after I was tied with a feather boa he left me there with KFC and cherry coke
I'm covered in egg mcmuffin wrappers and my room smells like dead hooker.
One my way home. There was too much fog, strobe lights, and cocaine for my taste.
There is a really great story behind the missing Coco Puffs and vodka mystery
If the world ends now I want you to know I was on my favorite toilet fighting the good fight.
I'm just gonna clean the house so my Mom won't think I'm hung over. I'll just start with the toilet
If you need anything just hit me up
Pancakes
Noted.
Greetings from Florida; the armpit of the US, where my 240something lb brother nearly got carried away by some aggressive woodland mosquitoes. I was only spared because they could probably sense I was currently semi-disassociating and would not feel the suffering their presence wrought.
Anyway, how was your day?
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