You're in luck. The brownies don't even have butter, just vege oil
East Village: Only place you can play pac man while eating a pineapple hotdog, go to the bar next door and see a graphic blowjob on every tv
ya i found him eventually. hes the only one who drinks guiness so I just had to follow the darkest green puke trail
the point i decided it was time to leave was when i was on the floor of the bar, after taking her down with me, and a table.
i didnt think "maybe you should take over" was a good thing to say when i couldnt get it up
I'm going to see if it catches on fire again, then I'll make the decision.
Well, I plan on starting the night dressed as little red riding hood. Then I plan on finishing the night dressed as a shit show in a red cape.
Gin and redbull in a wine glass. They think I'm keeping my wits with a really yellow Chardonnay. Gonna get ugly after a couple.
Actually, what with the curvature of the Earth, it's faster to leave from Washington. And Google maps recommends kayaking instead of swimming.
Walk of shame. Stopped at an estate sale on the way back to the house. Old lady pulled a condom wrapper of the back of my hoodie. beat that
My logic for bringing him home was, he's in law school so odds are he wouldn't kill me.
Well it's like a wise man once told me: "If you're going to shave your balls, don't do it hungover."
Dumb decision of the night...walking home drunk and smelling my pepper spray
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
We should have a mid-burrito sex-break, too. Just so we don't get too full all at once
Good point.
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