After they won there was a guy outside Magee Hospital yelling "name your kid Sidney"... that guy may or may not have been me.
Oh and discovery of the day is it's the channel, not the time on your cable box. Thought it was 2:16 for 4 hours
we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
he literally had a slideshow of all the girls hes had sex with pictures set to american woman
I tapped out to boredom. She bought me a full meal at Subway. Two tap beers and a pretty weak long island iced tea. I'm five dollars cheaper to fuck than she is.
i really appreciated the lovely drunk rendition of whitney houstan's "i wanna dance with somebody" you left on my voicemail.
I just find it funny that nobody ever threatens to call the cops on us until we have a Harry Potter party
But in defense of this shit summer we've had, I totally perfected my shotgunning skills. I have achieved my summer goal.
In the morning he said my plan to make 2 casseroles today was, "hot in a grandma sort of way," & I didn't think it was weird. THAT'S how hot he was.
But on the plus side, what he lacked in size he made up for with speed. And grunting.
I woke up to pizza pinned to my wall. So that's that.
Things he's good at: oral sex and geometry. Things he's not good at: actual sex.
I've had pants off for 3 hours now. America.
I need your opinion, is it ACTUALLY sweet that a booty call offered to walk me home with an umbrella because it was raining, or is that just low standards?
But I put cranberries and apples in my wine so it's festive drinking not suicidal drinking
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