This is a story of how one of the worst days of my life ended up reaffirming my faith in strangers and in the human race in general.
Ah, looks like it's the ole "put things in each other's asses" portion of every sports team field trip.*
Another pro-lifer GOP type who values life right up till birth.
I was guessing lots of coke, because they say he actually slept at one point, which doesn't really happen with meth.
Well if you got one of those "Make Your Own Dildo" kits...
I actually have a pretty decent sized ass (thanks for giving me an excuse to post this) I'm not hatin' I just don't believe in magic. Big asses and skinny thighs are not a natural combination.
I didn't even realize I even knew this until I read this post. Then, it was "Didn't Khloe and Kim do one of those diet pill ads?" Why do I know this? Why?
Also, the mighty Cocksicle.
Ooooooooooh, snap, your mom plays dirty! And kudos to your bride for not flippin' a table in response to that.
My mother. Who took the opportunity during her toast to give my bride my bronzed baby shoes, saying "This is all I have left to give to you of my Gregory. The rest you've already taken for yourself"
Not to mention, if Rihanna was my daughter and brought Leo home it'd be so hard for me to not be like, "Girl, he is a bloated middle aged model-chasing walking mid-life crisis. You can do better..."
Jamie Chung in Yanina Couture. I love it.
Or maybe red-handed.
She was caught wet-handed.
Didn't…didn't Amber catch Wiz with twin sisters or something like that?
I almost feel silly to admit just how badly this upset me to read. Fuck depression. As bad as mine got at one point, complete with suicidal ideation, I still cannot imagine the hellhole of despair it takes to go through with it.
God, how awful.