it felt like I walked into a Tool Academy challenge
Why do you keep getting laid in MY dreams
All I know is that we apparently made a drink we named The Single Girl which is rum, vodka, grain alcohol, and sprite and rolled around in the backyard.
I'm reciting my presentation (beer in hand) on the porch to a snowmen audience.
you left a paper here that says 'to do list' but it looks like you just wrote "drink a bunch of cough syrup and watch Who's the Boss" like 60 times
No it was after you showed us his fraternaty letters shaven out of your pubes
Seriously what kind of college town is this? Nobody parties during the week or abuses perscription drugs
I think the paper my teacher just handed back to me had one of his pubes on it, I'm way too hungover for this
Okay so, sorry but last night we had to put a note on your chest and a key around your neck just so you would make it home.
I just need to drink whiskey get off and eat some cheese. Why is that so fucking hard for god to deliver.
I'm just concerned as to why his penis is two different colors.
I just want somebody to fondle my boobs while I read fanfiction. Is that too much to ask?
So I think I've successful blown my foot off in a way that's going to make you call me an idiot.
You just kinda wondered into the street and started screaming at dogs and small children...
I'm so stoned. We're making Josh's sister bake us brownies. She's so small and pixie like. Her brownies make me cry tears of happy.
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