After the sixth shot I started to slur my pauses.
At what point in time did you decide the pot head with Taco Bell was more important than all your friends.
At about the same time you guys weren't burritos.
last time i saw her she was begging the broken jukebox to play lady gaga.
You're breaking my vagina 4 times a day I reserve the right to know your middle name.
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
He said something pertaining to Ragu and vodka I'm worried
After Thursday my breakup "don't screw anybody out of respect" month will be over and I will be set loose. My pussy is purring with anticipation.
I'd feel sorry for him and his injury but it's an inconvenience for my vagina
my binge eating and her being stoned all the time has reduced us to a bowl of chinese candies, frozen bacon and a stick of butter, we do however have enough alcohol to start our own liquor store.
No but I was fuckin done when I realized my acrylic nail caught fire when I was hitting the bong.
IDK I WAS CAUGHT UP IN THE TEQUILA SHOTS AND FRIENDSHIP
I've had 5 hours of sleep and I still smell like sex with the Colonel. I don't appreciate spontaneity.
Apparently I have decided there are no repercussions for my actions
YOU SLEPT WITH A GUY WHO HAS A BILLBOARD IN HIS HONOR?
Would it defeat the purpose of a run if I ran to McDonalds?
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