Im drinking a beer thats called vuuve which is boobs in begian. I think my life is complete.
I don't think its a good idea if I moon a whole bar again
according to the contents of this bucket, last night i swallowed a whole teabag
I am dressing up to go buy weed. I need to get out more.
I love you. I'm too high for this. Find a way. Make it happen. Live strong.
Not much, just your average college male Sunday cleaning period blood out of the carpet.
Tell me you're kidding.
Besides scarred, I'm not much of anything right now.
I've been timing it. He's been showering alone for 33 minutes. 4 minutes ago, he said "truth or dare." haven't heard anything since.
I just rolled an Obama blunt and a Romney shame joint for tonight. Vote wisely.
I have to shower first, I forgot I peed on my feet last night...
Checked my photo vault today... My self nudie folder is passing the 150 mark.
The weird thing is that you don't send them to anyone. You just keep them for yourself...
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
Inebriation Olympics: Team Drunk vs Team Stoned. This weekend. It's on.
From what I heard you ordered him to lick your balls. Unless you've kept a huge secret I understand his confusion.
He wants to buy us a microwave. Clearly the man is going to fix my life.
I don't know what you're doing this morning, but obtaining Plan B is my number-one priority.
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