i just told my boss to make it rain at camelot later...what is wrong with me?
she asked me if i wanted her to take her wedding ring off while she was giving me a handjob.
I wont be hard to find. Im wearing a darth vader mask and I have a megaphone.
the plan is to continue having sex with all three of them until my birthday, and then once they've given me their presents, they can find out about each other.
I have located the smell of the stripper and narrowed it down to 3 girls in class
Looking for the remote in the couch. Finding Adderall beads. Considering utilizing.
I like that we've become good enough friends again that I can make fun of your penis without it being awkward
No I got myself stoned. With her bowl. She was just a casualty of the War on Sobriety.
Just sharpening my eyeliner with a butterfly knife. You know. Typical weekday morning.
I'm holding onto the sink for dear life. Pretty sure if Iet go I'll turn into a shit propelled man rocket.
Ok, so technically yes she wore a red tank top to the stoplight party. But under it was a yellow bra and green panties.
We're gonna be late. Scott went too far predrinking amd tried pierce his own lip with a poptab. Save me a beer, i'm gonna need it.
But for real though. That weed tastes like the jolly laughter of Santa Claus.
You start to question your party girl tendencies when you're wearing the same shirt you wore the night before to work and you're trying to get last nights Jell-O shot off the sleeve on your way to work
Lots of tissues. Maybe pizza. Only time will tell. The stages of political grief.
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