its sad that the first thing i assume is that ur trying to indirectly tell me you fucked on a breakfast table
by asking you if you bought one for the apartment?
His dick looked like E.T.'s finger. It scared me.
you just kept yelling NO BUENO SENOR at the cashier and throwing coins at him, of course you were going to get kicked out of the grocery store
He grabbed every salt shaker in the apartment and we haven't seen him since. He really really doesn't want to shovel snow anymore.
whoooo knowwsss what george of the jungle juice is but i feel like im in the promised land
i can't understand anything he's saying. But he spells alcohol right everytime so i deciphered it.
Can we do a version of last night where I actually remember shit?
Its like he woke the dragon, and the dragon is hungry for a good dick.
At one point, he came in to give her a pep talk, and then after he left, she just kept whispering his name into the toilet between heaves.
I feel like I'm going to shit out a Big Mac
Haha! You know I mean that in a positive way. Like, "let them eat cake!" Or in our case, "let them achieve obesity from the two entree plate at Panda Express!"
Its perfect, I supply the pot she makes the brownies. I love the culinary dept.
I was informed this morning that I took all my clothes off and ran around the whole apartment complex. Being as they just moved in, welcome to the neighborhood.
Drunk on wine at my parents house watching "RugRats In Paris". Comeatmeadulthood.
momentary stint on a second floor library computer...guy next to me snorted blue adderall off his notebook through a cut straw, i cant tell if this guy is my hero or just plain crazy...
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