oh good, I think they're gone
the painters?
my herpes
well we can cross tagging a chick in a movie theatre off the list of things to do before we die
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
Shaking her cervix like it's the hottest ticket around
the russians are downstairs with the vodka loudly proclaiming happy birthday america. i don't care if it's the fourth, i care that it's 9 am and they woke me up.
There's an australian, my relationship has no hope.
was it good sex?
i mean it was good for how drunk we were. and for how big the closet was
Just abandoned him for a bowl of soup and the living room floor...hope the window replacement guys don't get a show..I miss you!
The main two things I remember from last night is you "spanking Katey into reality" and watching her barf in terror.
She came to the party dressed as slutty elmo and then called me oscar the grouch for not wanting to bang her in the dumpster outside.
she is way to in-touch with her childhood
We are smoking a hash blunt ... Bring your emergency inhaler
In either case, seeing now as it's basically two couples, unless we're planning to have a good old fashion orgy I think this isn't going to work out so well.
wow. there is a man who hates the post office more than me. he is causing a scene, this is a snapshot of elderly me.
Dude I'm at a bar, and there's this Elvis impersonator here that I went to rehab with. Apparently Elvis has left the wagon.
He set the tone in the back of his car by blasting Marvin Gaye's sexual healing before railing me
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