Britney fell asleep on the couch in the foier, got up stripped then pissed on the floor. Then got dressed and went to sleep in it. Also downstairs toilet clogged. Not me. I will be gone by the time you get home from work. Have fun.
He like poked it twice with the tip of his tongue then left it alone. I'm sad.
He told her, Don't talk. Just sit there so I can imagine that you have the kind of personality I wish you had.
The heaters out again. Makin a fire in thebroke toilet for warmth.
This whole night would have been avoided if the liquor store had air heads
Liz is crying about burritos again.
Either that or he's gagged in a strangers trunk right now.
Well I suppose either way he's learning a pretty tough lesson right now.
I made out with a dude last night who has an ex wife. Is this what post grad life is about?
Clothes make me feel like a responsible adult and that's just not something I'm ready to handle.
So, I had a dream last night that involved you as an actual cloaked Captain America and a lot of weird sex, and I didn't hate it.
My entire grocery store purchase consisted of Little Debbie snacks and Budweiser
Enough talk of my burning loins. How is your day?
I was gonna jerk off, but then I thought about that movie last night and it killed that idea. I have serious boner trauma.
No one needs to know about the barren wasteland that is my vag. Sometimes i visualize my cervix rocking back and forth wondering where everybody went.
I just pictured that. It's reading a book.
Went to my bottom drawer for my stash , gone just a note says thanks sucker love dad
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