Oh man dude like 1000 to 1500 milligrams. Its gonna burn like bad though.
she didnt even puke last nite, shes finally hit champion status. i think im in love
We tried having a conversation with our noses.
You took a bag of frozen peas to bed wiith you "to help with the inflamation".
well you decided to make everyone "drinks" which was sprite and beer mixed.
Blew a line and having a jolly rancher... the day is looking up.
Is it hot in here? Is the room moving? Its moving. The room is moving. Its spinning like a top. Have you ever been covered in puke? What are you doing?
No more fucking baseball tools. Walk-of-shamed home in only a pinstriped jersey and a Red Sox SnapBack.
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
If you were awake I would probably ride my bike over, fuck you like a god, leave you in the wonders of life, and bike home
I'd rather be sodomized with a fullly decorated Christmas tree.
I mean, on what planet are nipples suppose to look like that?
He dared you to draw a map of the USA on your wall in mustard. You drew something that vaguely resembled a velociraptor eating Oklahoma, got embarrassed because you forgot how to spell America, then hid out in the coat closet until everybody left.
We could never date. He doesn't drink and he won't bring me tacos after sex. He's on that healthy life bullshit.
dont ever go to laser tag drunk. you will be judged.
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