I hit her tiny dog with a horseshoe an hour ago. Her and her mom cried as it laid on the ground shaking. Im drunk.
come over, blizzard of oz party. dress up.
Yeah that's one way to look at it on the other hand MY FUCKING BED CAUGHT ON FUCKING FIRE
So, I was thinking... Since this restraining order doesn't go into affect until monday, that leaves us 5 days to wreck his world.
we knew we'd be okay when we walked up to the dealers house and he asked us to please be quiet as to not wake his nana.
She just flushed the toilet with her head inside it...
Im positive, your name was on my abdomen, Im pretty sure thats solid evidence
She made a roadhead CD. Can I marry her?
You then proceeded to tell me how good of a cook you were and put raw cookie dough in the champagne.
It was almost as bad as the time I peed on the floor of the Pentagon's subway station.
The guy who just got ate on True Blood had the same balls as you.
I heard moaning and ass slapping and sponge bob.
You can't call dibs on the bed... every time you party you KO in the bathtub
Are we at that point yet where I can just say "I want you to sit on my face"? If not, want to go out for "drinks"?
Now all I have unanswered questions and a fucked up finger
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