You can tell alot about a person by their poo.. For example, he was a smoker.
I just found glitter on my vibrator... whatever we're doing has to stop
is it bad that upon arriving to my fourth sex toy party the sex toy lady instantly recognizes me?
I have to have sex with him again. I feel like I need to train him so no other girl experiences that bad of sex.
Call 911 I'm faking my own death so this fat chick leaves my room
until he told me my vag was like a juicy apple and he loved eating it, yes, i really did think we were both sober.
I'm at home, drinking with my cat. While this is an enjoyable lifestyle, other plans are preferable.
We weren't even through customs yet, and we got offered weed. You would love Jamaica.
I thought my dog was a polar bear. I kept asking how the north pole was this time of year.
This is that think about life weed. Thank god I'm in American lit this semester. I can actually write papers in this vat of introspective stoned.
So Bodhi just sent me a pic of someone's balls with a message that says "I hope you all have a ballin' night." I don't even know what level of friendship to call this anymore.
Oh my god.
The ballsiest level.
Got robbed by an ATM. My weekend officially sucks.
I'm committing myself to dance. Also, I'm unsure if you said space party sounded lame because dude was old, but I hope you're over it because I love space, and I love David Bowie and I love to dance, and you need to embrace this with me.
I just mixed tangerine juice with sauv blanc. on an unrelated note, my episide of intervention is slated to run in April.
Only you would try street racing in a Volvo.
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