I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
just had an encounter with drunk people from out of state at dairy queen. they wanted to stay till march to see the high school play.
We planned for the zombie apocalypse. In great detail. Of course there was booze involved.
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
we found her in my closet eating a clove of garlic.
I literally saw him try to open a beer can with his anus. We need o step up our game.
And there might be a gallon of sangria without the lid on the floor in your room. Just be careful when you open the door.
Just had to masturbate in the bathroom because mom changed my room into a "knitting" room. I hate coming home.
I feel like I've asked you "are you okay?" one too many times in the last 48 hours. You're hopeless.
Just to clarify, I'm still tripping balls
On an unrelated note, I've come up with a theory of everything
I didnt realize until i got your email that what i've been missing in my life is someone to send me dog gifs
You don't understand. My ass is the color of eggplant.
And then he said, "let's have sex and I'll send you home with enchiladas."
I'll have to start mass sending dong pics to get the recognition I deserve
You'd think it'd be fun living next door to a guy whose neck you once licked. Surprise, it's not.
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