YourKidnapper

Had a good evening. I love how red an ass gets when you slap it long and hard enough. Especially a white girls ass! My favorite ;]

Thought of the day:

Sometimes you just gotta get the fuck away from everything and take time to breath, think, drink coherent thoughts into a blurry state of "where the fuck I put my beer" moments. Then you start thinking about how awesome life would be if it were just one big party! Drama free, surrounded by drunk friends having the time of your life! Laughing uncontrollably, flirting with hot girls (or guys... or girls...) and just having a blasty blast! And of course sometime in between laughing at your friend puking in the bathroom or at the other friend who can't stand up and walk without falling over or crashing into something. An epiphemy. A GOL... gasp out loud... (that's right. I just came up with up that. Feel free to use it and credit me) You have this revelation that you couldn't come up with sober because you were bound to mental walls and blocks that can only be broken down by the free thought of intoxication. All of sudden... everything makes sense. You know what you're going to do. What your going to say. Who you're going to tell off and who you're going to call amazing. A weight gets lifted off your should and you take a drink of a new beer. Not only is it a new beer but it feels like a rejuvinated drink that clears your mind and concious. Like this new beer is not only the newest bottle to add to your mental count down of "How drunk am I' but an addition to the clearity of your mental status and new found goals. All topped off with a night you're going to continue to enjoy, laugh, and relish in. And even when you wake up the next day with a hangover, light sensitive eyes, a smile will cross your face as you drag your feet towards the nearest bottle of alcohol. Cause we all know the hair of the dog never actually fucking works, but we still use it as an excuse to keep drinking.