Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
I'm still drunk from last night...I walked out for a cigarette with one of the Janitors here and apparently someone took a shit on the stairs...Which makes me wonder...was that me?
I'm bakin' bread in my pussy!
What?
I have a yeast infection.
we took turns throwing up in the kitchen sink last night...no i am not doing the dishes
I am trying to figure out how to tell this kid i have a boyfriend in a way that still allows me to smoke free weed
i'm pretty sure i saw my life flash before my eyes when we ran a red light. i continued to drink and be the drunk backseat driver.
I'm sorry. I think I have multiple personalities. Or it was the acid. Either way. I'm sorry.
Hi. I probably already told you this mid puke, but thanks again for babysitting me last night. How did I get in the car?
I should start handing out wavers before I have sex with someone. 1. Do you have anything to do tomorrow? 2. Are you ok with sleeping 12 hours from exhaustion. 3. Are you ok with a limp?
If I die tonight and was cremated, you could probably get high off the smoke.
But he does seem to be getting proper humping etiquette down. So there's progress.
He wants to buy me a drink to apologize for sending me a pic of his dick. Welcome to my life.
Well we did eat French fries lady-and-the-tramp style last night...
Don't tell him that you hope he dies in a boring missionary position with his wife. That doesn't go over well.
This whole thing is fucking bullshit. I should be wasting all my hard-earned money at Planet Con this weekend but NOOOOOOOOO. Now I'll never get Roy Thomas to sign my comic
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