it was all good till he told me to dance slow and quiet
Desperate + desperate does not equal a fun night.
so thats when we found her crawling hands and knees up first street singing hold me closer tony danza as loud as she could
did she say where she was going
apparently she thought she was on morton hill and was trying to go back to the bars
He fucked my earring out of my ear. Of course he's coming over again.
As added birth control I warned him that if he knocked me up tonight I would name the baby Truck.
I found an HIV test/information brochure on the kitchen table and what i can only assume to be an "I'm sorry you might have AIDS" gift bag, complete with a candle and popcorn, and I haven't seen you in 36 hours. You good?
You stumbled in at 10am, half-clothed and still drunk from last night and yelled "well, its not called a walk of pride!", then passed out on the couch.
So our 'date' consisted of getting drunk off champagne at four and photo-bombing the shit out of tourist's pictures all over the city. Thoughts?
I drunk-cried for all conjoined twins everywhere the other day.
You know you're sufficiently drunk when the 411 dude just says, "Fuck it! I'll Google that shit for you, what movie do you want to see?" and proceeds to give you showtimes for 3 different theatres.
Jailed a totally belligerent hot guy. That was probably my most thorough pat down. Ever.
Let's hurry up so I can puke at home instead of my van
I just got a voicemail from some strange woman with a Russian accent. Are you ok?
So if I run into you on the street, I'm supposed to just stop drop and suck your dick?
I think/hope James is drunk. He's standing in the front lawn loudly declaring "I AM a popsicle!" Over and over....
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