You talked to that cop for like 15 minutes and when you got back, you told us you were "networking".
I just deleted all the drug dealers from my phone, I guess this is growing up
I may have pooped in your shoe. or somewhere else in your closet. its unclear.
I brought up my Bobbly Flay drinking game in the interview. Of course I got the job.
No, no, we have to calibrate. What is the maximum amount of trouble we can get into without going to jail?
official rule: if your drunk, it doesn't count
then nothing in my life counts
There was so much jailbait at the festival that there was no other option but to drink my morals away
I enjoy the level of friendship we have achieved until you ask me to determine what may or may not be gentile warts via iphone pic
I think it's time to give up this life and become vikings. You in?
Have you ever been up at one in the morning and thought to yourself, "I do not know nearly enough about penguin reproduction"?
It looks like you got dick slapped by the sandman..
Do you remember whose house we're in?
You know the sex was rough when you wake up with a chipped tooth. I have no regrets
he walked off and puked in the sand. then he made a sand castle over it so that "it wouldn't upset the kids"
it was like where's waldo, only the stakes were much higher.
Randomize
