ok this guy next to me just sat down with a no joke, 10,000 page book, popped an addy, cracked open a red bull and opened the book to page 1.
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
I really hope I'm not the first person who's had to wash vomit off of cash and credit cards.
it's fine if we fail the bar, we were never going to satisfy the moral character requirement anyway
and i'm pretty sure he drank the lava lamp
i'll get you drunk even if i have to inject alcohol into your arm through an IV
you're the only one i would trust to do that
I don't think we had sex because when I woke up he was still wearing the chicken suit.
Hey, who is this? Sorry, you're in my phone as "you better remember".
We don't really communicate like that.
Communicate like what?
Communicate like people who want to see each other when their genitals are inside their pants.
Yeah even if I got stabbed it would be worth it
You forgot the part where I played Slip and Slide with my own puke and fucked up my knee.
My heart says buy the granny panties, but my vagina says don't throw in the towel yet.
Might call you tomorrow on a drunken hate filled rant, or just a normal hate filled rant, either way be ready.
yeah we're all naked, and I think we just shaved Chad.
My life just got so pathetic that I volunteered to work a double on my day off because its saturday and I have nothing else planned
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