I lost of the blow last night. Found it later in my bag labeled Fairy Dust.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
He fucked a visibly pregnant girl. It doesn't get weirder than that.
He just referred to himself as a sharp shooter. I had sex with that.
he broke off your car antennae to use as a walking stick before he smoked because he claimed to lack the facial strength needed to open his eyes when he's high
It started with jello shots. It ended with tears.
I'm a male taking pregnancy tests with every girl at the party. i have no regrets
no it was not a "magical experience". After we dropped, he just sat there staring at my laptop going "apple makes beautiful things".
He painted a swimsuit on me. Naked day at the lake was a success.
Lol, yeah it'll be fun,but will it be cereal and dick pics fun?
It's gotten to the point that I'm pretty sure I'm going to need to be legally drunk before I enter the voting booth this year.
This is the worst drive ever. Im hungry, hungover, i gotta shit so bad, and the only radio station im getting clearly is playing alvin and the chipmunks christmas songs
ill give you some hints: blood, carnival, fog machine, happy meal.
i bet he makes cat noises to excite himself.
Just FYI: if you happen to notice a liquid of some sort on my kitchen counter with an interesting color/ texture, don't taste it
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