I just wanted to draw pictures of limp wieners on peoples doors and smash pictures of palm trees. That's it.
I'm in that stage of denial where I hope our kids have his nose.
You do realize that you broke up with him, right?
Whenever ur ready we need breakfast and a psychic.
I just saw the pics of me from the costume party as Party Boy. I've effectively cock-blocked myself forever.
A guy in a sombrero stopped to take a picture with me sitting on the curb.
and then he tried plucking my nose hairs. lines were crossed.
she's lying on the floor with a bottle of vodka, belting shakira. plz advise.
Everyone is sleeping and i'm sittin here in my iron man mask, watchin chelsea lately and tryin to figure out how to smoke through it.
Well for starters the people who just made my burger at the grab and go just told me to "hang in there"
He's grinding topless with a group of girls to that discovery channel song. May I take a message?
She kept grabbing my head and told my faces to stop shaking.. Also, she kept whispering something about seeing flowers in my eyes.
We grabbed as many adult diapers as we could and made a run for it.
Was the picture of her twerking on a fake plant sufficient?
Lots of tissues. Maybe pizza. Only time will tell. The stages of political grief.
We could have fun in a cardboard box. Think of the damage we could do at an amusement park!
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