dats a huuuuuge bitch!
who is this????
5 am is for sleeping. Or getting railed on by a stranger. But never for fundraising. Get real.
The crowning achievement of my weekend was hooking up with someone I'm at least facebook friends with.
wait do you know what youre gonna say if they ask how youre getting back?
yes. helicopter.
I started making breakfast to subdue the hangover and last of the shrooms and only got as far as eating a half frozen pierogi out of a dixie cup.
Last thing i remember is pounding jager and puking in that nerds george foreman grill. Then i wake up this morning with some random tooth brush in my mouth
Saturday evening, however, will be my vodka and bubble wrap extravaganza.
i want to be friends with one of those mini shredded wheat men.
the cops accepted 42 wallaby way Sydney. and the cops, and cab driver accepted the new address. please tell the win i am experiencing
I feel like I missed the land of milk and honey and instead wound up in the land of beer and pizza. And yet, I think I'm happier here.
I just trimmed my bush to manageable levels. I'm gonna take a nap and then get in there and finish the job.
Worst case scenario- he paid me for sex with meatloaf. There are worse thing, right? I mean at least is was good meatloaf.
I'm smoking and watching the Muppets Treasure Island. Where are you?
Something about that statement reminds me just how much of a role model you are, sis.
If we're going to communicate going forward, you'll need to be versed in Gillian Anderson.
It was like I was gay for pay but except being gay I became straight and instead of for pay it was for coke.
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