recycled a plan b box. kill a baby. save a tree.
oh i have no idea about his personality. i imagine it's the same as it was- except now combined with a receding hairline and a beer gut
stumble upon led me to how to make wine in prison, followed by wedding dresses. it knows my life too well
it was a whole new experience in the world of ball fondling
for future reference mormans are hard to crack but they give fucking amazing hand jobs.
This drunk girl wants you to know that I do actually like you. I'm not just using you for sex. I think you're cool.
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
You know you're hung-over when you're smoking and have the strong urge to eat the cigarette. No more buckets of gin. No. More. Ever.
I lost the back to your old name tag last night in a girls shirt. It got me a view of some titties though, I guess in some way you're still doing your brotherly deeds
Lesson learned. Don't roleplay with a real knife.
My sober self will be embarrassed tomorrow. For now I am laughing my ass off.
Not sure when or why this happened but I just stopped giving a shit about everything
I can't be sure but I think I slept with a clown last night...
Seriously though, I walked in and he was holding my cat in the air singing "the circle of life"...
First walk of shame in 18 years. Divorce is going well.
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