he wasnt completely random
you're right. you met him once and didnt know his name. you still dont
i get things done.
Pants on the Ground is the theme song of my life
the brownie started to kick in before i finished the essay... it became a race against my own increasing intoxication
well when do great stories at the expense of people's relationships become a bad thing?
I feel like the only solution to this is to get naked and lay in the shower for a hour then see what my penis wants to do.
It's safe to say that our attempt at trying to fuck in the grand Sierra elevator was a bad idea.
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
we found a loaf of bread in my bathroom i believe its yours. sorry i took a shower before we noticed so it might be soggy
I don't know if you remember, but I was only wearing an afghan.
Sometimes things go your way and sometimes you get hit on by a fat drunk girl.
Side note... I would pay good money to have witnessed the reaction of onlookers as I sprinted down Armtiage with a 15 lb bag of peanuts under my arm
Dear Jesus. Send me strength to not suck cock this morning.
I never thought my selfie stick would come in handy for nudes.
I made out with that lesbian chick for a blunt. NO REGRETS.
If sleeping with your boss doesnt scream job security i dont know what does.
Randomize
