Playing the biology drinking game in my 8am. Drink everytime he says species or organism. I love st. Patricks day
so I woke up without pants, but my cardigan was still on and fully buttoned. curious.
I just remember thinking that if i ran really fast through the house, no one would notice i was naked.
He said to me this morning that we should finish these beers, go and get plan B then on the way back, go to the pub to celebrate the death of our baby. I love Manchester.
fun fact: in my eskimo family tree i am the only brunette
How external is "for external use only"?
There's a 35% chance I'm still residually drunk from last night.
And you say you're not good with numbers...
i just want to be sober by dinner like is that too much to ask
Reports of my death were greatly exaggerated.
Its like I've been given a sexual blank check.
I woke up with a dick pic from the ex-Mormon via email. Not really what I wanted to see before my first cup of coffee this morning, but I gotta say, I'm impressed.
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
I think I just shit out all my problems.
It's almost 5am and all I can keep thinking is IT'S WHISKEY TIME!!
I mean...if Marco gets pregnant, it is either the spawn of Satan or the second coming of Christ (neither of which I want in my life). So let's just hope that he doesn't grow a womb and that we don't have to consider either option.
Randomize
