For some reason, Oliver from Hannah Montana reminds me of pudding.
That's cute.
Fuck that. Livers are so overdramatic and attention hungry.
he clicked a button a stirrups came down from the ceiling... if I don't come home by sunday, report me.
there was a guy who was being paid to stand outside of Abercrombie without a shirt on... normally i would be okay with this but he was 40...
I've never had a better reason to do blow of a Pittsburgh strippers ass than to try and keep pace with my dad.
It Amazes me that I was able to drunk update my status in Spanish last night.
I forgot my id and a man called soup is buying me vodka.
Whoever I saved in my phone as "Jackpot" last night has your keys.
What was the name of that place where we saw that concert? It was like a warehouse and some guy was living in the loft above the stage...
It's called: a legit place to drop acid.
I threw up on my way to work while listening to "the good times are killing me". this award goes to modest mouse for creating the most poetic puke ever
I just ate powdered extacy out of my wallet. I think I might have for a second of my reasonable life been on your level.
I spent half an hours grinding with a drunk Harry Potter cosplayer at the con rave. Pretty sure I felt his wand.
Their children would look like the Michelin man and smell like chef Boyardee
Overall a good night - broke my toe giving that cop a blowjob though...so there's that...
he made that chewbacca noise when he came. like father like son i guess.
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