I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
all I know is if I don't watch spice world right now there will be a firefight.
you poured 3 beers into an empty vase and then passed out, so i drank them for you. don't say i'm not a good friend.
I don't know how it happened, one minute we were talking about Huck Finn, the next minute I was blowing him behind the corner of his apartment building.
She was like the Rudy of blow jobs... SO much effort into it
I lost my grandmas ring. Probably during the handjob.
He stole the megaphone off an ATM then we drove around so he could tell people not to jaywalk.
Also I think my taxi driver may have just died and we just happen to be on a 35 mph cruise control on 395...
Dad and I are shitfaced screaming at Canadians in Walmart. Life is good.
I just used a VHS tape as a plate for sanwich
"Wine night with the girls" turned into me having to set an alarm in the bathtub this morning...
I'm not entirely sure that the guy that just texted me is not on drugs right now. I'm also not entirely sure that he isn't about to be incarcerated.
I just drove my booty call to his booty call, if that isn't spreading the love, I don't know what is.
you bleached my bangs. i have an interview later today and you assholes bleached my bangs.
You know the force is loosing strength when Darth Vader can't handle his liquor on halloween.
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