going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
i cant talk right now. we are trying to finish our homework so we can play with play-doh
Fat lady wearing Shape Up's. I would feel bad making crude comments, but she has to know it's coming.
Using what I learned in my global terrorism class last semester to sneak booze onto my cruise. thanks college.
Apparently I promised a worker at La Siesta free English lessons to make up for vomming all over the little Mariachi band.
all I heard when I woke up this morning was "BONG HITS FOR BREAKFAST" being yelled repeatedly.
You probably don't remember. You were drunk and getting your tits drummed on like haitian bongos in a voodoo ritual.
I stopped in the middle of puking to wish you a happy birthday, so by default it means a lot.
I can't help the fact that i'm turned on by white boys that look like Jesus
I'm seeing double so when I get home can we have a threesome?
that's the second time I've made out with him and woken up with my pants stuffed with PBRs I am convinced he's magic
P.s. I loved that your balls smelled like coconut
dude igloo, 4 foot bong, and 3 grams of blue dream. will you be my eskimo buddy?
I can appreciate that you picked up the hot drummer, but don’t have sex in front of my house lmao
Lunch?
Massage?
Spanking with handcuffs?
Randomize
