i googled "where to have sex in disneyland." i found nothing.
I glued a penny on the door Tricia believes its Patrick Swayze haunting our apartment. Fuckin potheads.
so he was shitfaced and kept using sticky notes to label everything like "beer spill" and "going to fuck later"
the line for where the wild things are looks like radiohead had sex with an urban outfitters
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I just smoked a bowl while riding a horse. This has been a productive vacation.
she danced around my room naked waving around the gold trojan magnum condoms singing "i have the golden ticket."
little did she know i was taping her the whole time.
you started texting yourself and saying they were "divine messages from heaven" then you threw up on stacie's piano.