She wouldn't stop telling me the story of the penis and how she got laid.
someday when you wake up in a dumpster we'll have to have this conversation again...
you kept telling her you'd make a great step-dad while cuddling her and rubbing her back...
Think worst case scenario and then dress sluttier
Some guy just stopped me in the bar and asked if I had a shot named after me at another bar called God damn my VaJana hurts? He already knew my name was Jana so I couldn't deny it!
He's more than prepared to help us move. Dude brought sunscreen, cans of Coke, and Captain Morgan.
Haga you didnt jbsii whee wu an therer
Party on wayne
he does have a point though, watching you drink makes me never want to drink again
It was one of those you-have-no-other-way-home-and-we-already-made-out-so-I-guess-youre-coming-home-with-me-if-you-promise-to-leave-early kind of deals.
holy fuck man...it feels like I got beat the fuck out of by death's baseball bat...chimichangas?
He said he would pay my bar tab if he couldn't answer my question. He lost to the age old question of our youth. Why did pogs go out of style.
although steph and I had 3 bottles of wine by that point and watched an opera that featured a black dildo so anything was possible really
Everyone was in the walk-in getting high, and I had to be all cool. Serving soup and salads. Night manager status doesn't pay enough.
Being forward is somethimes a problems. Like in sexual deity Kong.
I think you’re losing coherence.
I am
Come over. Bring drugs. My sister is making cookies. She took Valium. They should be badass cookies.
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