we're blogging at a bar
I'm drinking on the job... HEAVILY
Note to self. Condoms are not microwavable.
i cant be the least bit upset about his new gf cause all i think is that she has to put things in his ass
I woke up face down on my laptop with three windows open: itunes, chat roulette and redtube
She came to the party with six kegs and a life sized portrait of Lavar Burton. SHE WILL BE MY WIFE.
The air was thick with penises
I most definitely just found a video on my phone that I accidentally took... You can't see anything and all you can hear is me talking about how good your water was... And then I fed it to you... And used the word "eloquent" to describe it.
nope. just stoned. wishing i had a golf cart.
I told him I felt we were at the point where if I saw him talking to another girl, I'd probably choke him out. So I guess you could say things are getting serious.
We are gonna sacrifice to and pray to every god in this world that he doesn't find out about her sleeping with his old roommate.
We put you in the box and you started to cry, that's how high you were.
the sex got boring after the first three hours
holy shit
My last memory of last night was being in a laundry room doing blow and admiring a washer and dryer... I think that's the earmark of old age
Let the clothes fall where they may.
Randomize
