The dutch village is so much worse hungover. Fuck them and their wooden shoes.
I realized today that I should stop thinking so much with my vagina instead of my brain.
Please tell me this doesn't mean another "surprise road trip" where I spend all my money on gas and the SURPRISE destination is the abortion clinic.
But what if I pay for the gas?
And then I have a slight inkling that I went up to the bar and tried to order the bartender.
Want to come to my BBQ and Blow party?
Look, as a friend I'm asking to see a picture of his tiny dick
At what point in my life did a night that has strippers, belly dancers, tequila and a midget become "average"?
Bring scissors.....i think im gonna have to be cut out of this damn jockstrap
your vagina must have magic restorative powers I feel rested and powerful this morning.
How much money would it take for the bouncer to get us beers while we wait in line to get in?
$450 apparently whoopwhoop
Well I was kicked out of the bar and woke up on a picnic table. I'd say the night was awesome!
I may be a feminist, but I am not above using my body to distract you if it means I might beat you in a game of scrabble.
I know how to kill a man with nutmeg and a sword. You in?
Or nah
Actually we have similar relationship styles aka no relationship... it could work
My vagina is the only part of me that is pleased you lived through last night.
its 4am. iam sitting in the luggage car of the train eating beef jerkey. i feel like a hobo.
dont insult. no hobo is as pathetic as you.
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