So...AT&T finally added picture messaging for iPhone...bring on the tits!!!
The guys had to come into the bar bathroom and pep talk us all off the floor
We didn't have beer, so we played mini-beer pong with shots and frozen peas.
I told him I had AIDS after he bit me. His dad cried. I think I just ruined the little guy's 3rd birthday, but he had in coming.
So I fucked her. If you're keeping score at home, it's all tied up with horrible sex with someone I like and great sex with someone I hate both with 1.
Who are these men, what are we doing here, how is this helping us toward our goals of sex and pasta? Things to consider.
How are you not embarrassed to know me. I'm a mess right now. I'm a walking, talking tornado of embarrassment
Don't you judge us. Sockets make ideal bowls
You have no idea the kind of bodily contortions I had to do to access your neighbor's WIFI
Metaphysical thesis on the illusion of self+ 2 day adderal binge = the walls of reality are crumbling
I didn't know where you were for like 15 minutes and then I went in the bathroom splashing water on the mirror and throwing hand towels around saying that you were "redecorating"
I mean when you laced a shot with $200 worth of cocaine I could see why you'd be mad when somebody drops it
Well statistically J has a 1 in 3 chance of hospitalization when downtown
And a 3 for 3 for disapeearing
Like I don't care that he's a drug dealer, but I have a problem with his inefficient and ineffective business model.
My lease is up and I've been thinking, it's only fair that the guys I've fucked in this apartment in the past year help me move. They enjoyed the bed, now help me move it.
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