Currently listening to 'Just Put it in Your Mouth.' remember when i went through that phase?
I had to call maintenance to come unclog the toilet.
Something to remember me by.
When the officer tried to stop you, you just shouted your name in his face. repeatedly.
I walked into my room to see them crying, watching hey arnold, and passing a franzia box back and forth...
Getting sick, pulled the filter off a camel crush and rolled it into my joint to clear my sinuses. If there were stoner awards, I'd receive one.
When the shrooms kicked in we both simultaneously realized we were not the right puzzle piece for the dubstep puzzle.
We made eye contact and were like we are not welcome here, the ravers are onto us and we need to get the fuck out before we get shuffled upon
He better not be in your backpack
All you kept saying was, " Barack fucking Obama. FUCK Michelle" and then you motorboated me.
If I was a guy I'd keep a condom in my pocket, in my wallet, in my backpack, in my car, in my shoe, behind my fucking ear
I'm just glad I met someone who probably won't punch you in the face
Is it rude to say "I hate you because you live inside Hillary Clinton's asshole"?
Then you guys just all showered together...?
I don't remember anything from last night, but at track I found my thong next to the high jump pit... So it must has been decent
Because, after all, nothing quite says life in 2020 than doing laundry at 9:40 on a Friday morning to make sure you have masks and underwear.
Did you get good sleep?
I dreamt that I was a lipstick lesbian in the 1950s, working at Walgreens and solving mysteries.
So yes.
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