My mom gets in bar fights. She doesn't go to bed early.
We hit a deer, sort of a buzz kill. But it's fine.
SO stoned. Sitting in just a thong in front of a fan. NO work for a WEEK! Life is good :)
Seriously, in what other class can the final major discussion be what bar you're going to with your prof?
THERE IS THE SEXIEST BEARDED MAN HERE. I CAME EVERYWHERE.
All is not lost. The bondage chair came with repair seals and glue. It's like the knewwwwwww this would happen.
I was trying to be an adult about it and simply deal with the situation, but a bowl seemed much more comforting.
So the stripper who poured a beer on my head also gives great head. Even she doesn't know why she went home with me. No more mystery shot challenges.
The blackout version of me left a ransom note to the sober self. Somebody needs to control that guy
I only got lap dances from the ugliest strippers, i couldnt stop myself from laughing the entire time.
I'm horny too so maybe we will both recap our regrets on Sunday
Found some boxer briefs on my patio table this morning surrounded by a case worth of empties. Starting to remember why I have rugburn and a sore asshole.
My car has a permanent smell of sex to it now.
I just felt emotion and I'm not okay with it
your keys are upstairs on the nightstand or I put them in the hole in the wall
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