i now know how you feel when you have to walk me home. she ran into a streetlight and into garbage.
well i was about to unbutton his pants but then i realized they had an elastic waste-band, so no, that didnt happen
You were so hammed, you asked your buddy in Economics to plot a demand curve for Parmesan Cheese.
I have minimal recognition and a lot of burns on my tongue and my vagina hurts.
There was a lot going on. It was easy to miss a 70 foot tall puppet.
She just opened a six pack of corona with her car door ... I had no idea she was such a skilled drunk
She has either a C-Section scar or a bullet wound, I can't quite tell
she came back from her house with A paper cut , a 2liter of sprite with Bacardi , and half a mustache . we're inviting her more ofte
After everything you did, you followed it with "Oh God, that's something a high person would do. But I'm not high." So yeah, you're not getting near my stash again.
I can feel your movements against the shared wall we are leaning up against. It makes me feel as though we are one. Queue Pocahontas song...
Yeah, nothing like barfing into a grocery bag you just put dog shit into.
Don't act like you're a victim to marijuana
I'm gonna have to get a lube sherpa.
When I go to hand him the blunt and he's eating a cookie and responds with "let me hit this cookie"
i fucked his best friend. once right next door to him. i'm pretty sure that could be called sweet revenge.
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