I'm thinking we should try to start remembering stuff we do. Althought I kinda like feeling like Nancy Drew the next morning.
More like the Hardy Boys cause its kinda like a team effort.
the orgasm was like being thrown to the other end of reality, so getting a nosebleed from it wasnt too upsetting at that point
so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.
We made out for three hours. Then she said she didn't sleep with redheads and left the party. So yes, I'm still drinking.
His beard is glorious and he smells like barbecue. Introduce me to him.
The strip club called, they have your shoe.
You need to let me be on top sometimes. I gotta get rid of these love handles
I mean looking back on it, it's unlucky but at least now we can say we were in jail from 2011 to 2012
That's thinking positively..
Btw if you ever get emails that pretty much contain 'bwahhhhh jatkkvsweuo' it's safe to assume it's me.
Drink a bottle I wine by yourself? Treat yo self
I'm not sure what step "make amends" is, but my phone is on
I bruised my dick hopping over that fence last night
I probably should have eaten more before I started shotgunning beers at 9am, but it was so much damn fun.
I may have unintentionally punched your cat twice but he's an asshole anyway.
Your vagina is like Nancy Drew lately.
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