I'll listen to your side of the story when you stop being such a whore.
Dude, just paid my sister in vicodin to go out and buy me a slushie.
She forced me to throw up so it would "rejuvenate" me. It worked and then we took six more shots and did a keg stand. You know what I call that? Friendship.
Heads up. We filled your kiddie pool with kool-aid and vodka. Things are about to get Out. Of. Hand. Quickly.
I kno. She bruised her chin trying to swim thru the hardwood floor.
I think theres a high possibility i could be flammable.
Hey if there is a better reason to go drink then "I've been fucking robbed!" I have yet to hear one. Also, I've been fucking robbed.
Rode my bike to work still drunk. Almost threw up on a camper while getting him out of his parents car.
Why can't it ever be the normal ones that stalk me?
Check the bible. I hear he keeps his weed in leviticus.
High gym went like this: I went to Dairy Queen instead.
Goldenshlager is a hell of a drink. And these are the adventures ur missing out on w me. I gave someone a bath Emily. A BATH.
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Can't say I wouldn't let it happen again.
She is the Michael Jordan of blowjobs. Unfortunately, her baby sister is the Michael Jordan of baseball of blowjobs. It does not run in the family.
Probably won't be invited back there again considering last time his purebred corgi ate my pot brownie and had to be rushed to the hospital.
I got some blow and a hand job from one of the strippers. So I guess I'm getting over the divorce.
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