your room smells of hookers.
And success
so i was trying to be sexy and unzip his pants with my teeth. i got my lip caught in the zipper and it bled for a good 15 min, totally a mood killer.
i signed up to donate 10 dollars a month to help the children that are being displaced in columbia because of the drug wars.. i felt obligated
Nobody has ever asked me for my honest opinion on whether they needed anal bleaching before
Breakfast=the leftover margarita in my car. Have a great day.
They high fived mid Eiffel Tower, then we all proceeded to talk about how our friendship is much stronger now. I'd say a successful first threesome.
Just a heads up, i'm sleeping in te back seat of your car so don't be freaked out when you see me in the A.M.
Good news. Isn't krabs. Bad news. Not sure what it is. Worse news. Encouraged not to fuck till known. Great news getting laid tonight
Thank God I didn't lose my virginity to that asshole. That woulda been like winnin a raffle ticket for a free bag of dog shit. But with like a really pretty bag. A pretty bag full of dog shit.
One minute you were celebrating, the next you were bleeding all over your Nikes.
Are the transvestites working the counter tonight? Last time I was there they gave me love advice.
I ate icecream cake off your tits for my birthday, if that's not love I don't know what is.
For the first time in my life, I may be the most normal person in the room.
Update: I am definitely the most normal person in this room. And the least tattooed.
It's a good thing you're straight. You'd make a horrible lesbian.
At least I got steroids and a baguette out of the deal
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