This is your Morning Wood Report: I have it.
my elementary bus driver served me drinks last night. He hooked me up
She described it as "a squirrel being hit by a hurricane"
My Vagina smells like Nemo again.
I think I just made patron unclassy I bought limes at a gas station and for salt we are using gas station packets of salt
they call him Oral-B. enough said
Well im sitting on a futon on a porch at 1:30 in the afternoon drinking boxed wine out of a pint glass next to a chick with a homemade neckbrace. What do you think?
I have no idea. He was just running around wearing a horse mask yelling "bumfuck" repeatedly. We figured we'd just let him get it out of his system.
you guys have a strange definition of the word fun. I would have said dangerous, terrifying, or life-threatening. of course, bowling can now be described the same way.
His face matches his life choices. Both are train wrecks.
i'm licking honey sensually off my arm while alone in my room. what has my life come to
I literally woke up walked into the bathroom, threw up and died this morning. Then went to my 8am.
Just once I'd like to go out and not have to tell you to put your pants back on.
THE AUSTRALIAN IS SINGLE AS FUCK.
I like it here so far, only people are a lot less accepting of my terrible decisions and it's cramping my style
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