To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
His moose knuckle keeps winkin at me
It's always a relief to be able to look at some one, and remind yourself that there IS some one who gets laid less then yourself.
i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
He just referred to himself as a sharp shooter. I had sex with that.
I went down on her for 35 minutes and didn't even get a handy. I've never felt more desire to be gay in my life.
We're having chugging races with long island ice tea, I won. To often
Finishing last nights 1.5L of wine and beef jerky for breakfast. Work looms, ever the prickly bitch.
Jesus these cramps...it's like every potential fetus I swallowed last night is personally punching me in the uterus
How long is enough time to schedule homosexual exploration... Like an hour?
I'm daydrinking whiskey in a princess hat
So that advice that humming stops you from puking? Yeah no, just puked through my nose.
I think I'm in the negatives for the quantity of fucks given today.
I might be offended if you don't bang me tomorrow. You know, for America.
I just had sex on my divorce papers. I've never felt so poetic.
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