that's fine. btw we still need $500 for the donkey...
I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
he just wrote my ten page research paper for tit pics. i love my boobs.
just fucked two guys in less than 12 hours. i miss this part of being single.
and by single i mean slutty
siamese drinking twins saturday is a go ... bring duct tape.
All I remember is waking up with 3 penises pointed at my face. I also remember enjoying that a lot. And then I threw up in their shower.
He's like the unplanned child of drunkenness
I'm at a new rock bottom. Malibu on ice at work because it's the only thing they've got and no mixers.
They're fighting and it sounds intense. Cross your fingers for their demise
Toss in some raw meat and play heavy metal music. It will insight violence.
I am drinking fireball and apple juice out of a sippy cup like a fucking toddler.
In case you're wondering what frozen hashbrowns taste like at 4 in the afternoon, shame. They taste like shame.
I just put Gatorade in my wine, cause electrolytes, you know.
Just text him and be like do you want this pussy or not. You have three seconds to respond.
He was passed out, face in the toilet, so I just pissed on his head. Serves him right
I just described cereal to my mother as "acoustic breakfast soup".
who is this
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