eh.. i should've known it was headed downhill after he used the phrase "pussy sundae"
farters have to be the big spoon...
I told him I would sleep with him if he could name all the colors of the wind.
he showed me his boner with his cell phone light during the movie.
Just spent a extra 20 minutes on the phone with the lady from unemployment talking about how to make the best brownies.
No that's sign language, not a drinking game. I tried to join
It feels like im being cuddled by a thousand little smurf vaginas
the chips you spilled whiskey on is not the same thing as Irish breakfast potatoes
I'm gonna make some noodles and go to bed. Hopefully I don't fall into the stove or something.
it's ok, no one ever died fom being sticky.
i've gotta research that and get back to you.
nothing out of the ordinary. you aplogized for having a spicy vagina and passed out
the people next to us at the red light cheered for you while you puked out the window...
In another note. Thanks for making me get a vibrator. For real.
Congrats, you are the first person our bartender ever met that actually needed wheeled out of a bar in a wheelchair. He said you were his hero.
So...I know we have a conversation later this week. But one of the key things I want to know is if I can specify having my body mummified and buried in Egypt (or at least nearby the Luxor in Vegas). How much money do you think that would cost? Do I need to increase my life insurance policy?
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