I woke up this morning naked, with a to-go box from Qdoba, an entire meal completely untouched. I have been piecing together my night to find some answers. I feel like Nancy Drew.
Going to Kmart high is like jumping in a time machine back to the 80s
not to mention it took an hour of antique roadshow to calm my dick down
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
todays sighting is titled: Bum taking pictures with an invisible camera.
True but, who really needs money in europe? Just barter with sexual favors. A bowl of cereal is worth a blowjob.
I'm at some strange place in what feels like Mexico, high and getting tacos.
I told him not to mix beer with his Dr. Pepper...his reply was "i'm a grown ass man i'll do what i want". Judging by the sounds coming out of the bathroom he regrets not listening to me.
My vday gift was a joint bouquet, Finding Nemo on bluray, and a good shower fuck.
Um, WHAT A FUCKING KEEPER!
mom how many of the songs from my childhood are mexican drinking songs?
all of them.
Like when I see him I look straight through his appearance and just envision a big walking penis.
Thanks for the bagel and the sex.
What could go wrong? i could have a mental breakdown with a bottle of champagne hand cuffed to a frat bro
He slept outside in his hammock, and then took a lawn chair with him in the shower because he was too drunk to stand up.
tell me about the eggs
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