I smelled like jager and penis. The only cure was a pack of camels and plan b.
Brogan sounds similar to Bridget...sorta.
Every girl's name is automatically translated to "Baby/Milk Carrier" in my brai
ok, im coming! i just found some lemon square in my bangs, washing that out..this shit is all over me! was i in a pie eating contest?
yes
did i win? did you like my outfit? or should i change, if you were horny would you bang me?
I just realized that I've become that person they make the alcohol warnings on medicine for.
he just started chanting dark meat! dark meat! out of no where.
Ever had blood in your semen? I am guessing that's a problem.
drinking out of a sandbucket again
apparently the bartender would rather give me free shots than tell me that my whole nipple piercing was hanging out
He said to me this morning that we should finish these beers, go and get plan B then on the way back, go to the pub to celebrate the death of our baby. I love Manchester.
Miller High Life will be the death of me. Well, that and shower sex.
The drug dealer had chickens in his house so I know it was good stuff.
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
Self reach around competition is what the Olympics has been missing all along. A true test of athleticism.
Whenever someone said no you would yell "Die Motherfucker." Kind of like some twisted drinking game.
i look like i'm walk-of-shaming but i'm really showered and re-clothed and rallying. i fool everyone
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