So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
No. I still stand by my previous statement that nachos and tequila is the breakfast of champions.
just used a caramelizing gun to spark a bowl, i don't think today could get much better than this.
we just pregamed for our presentation... gotta love group bonding
Why is the garage door in the middle of the street?
It was a new level of awkwardness and terror. The high schoolers you fuck in the summer should never introduce themselves to your mom and godmother
whatever a "slut portfolio" is, mine is apparently almost complete
I wanna introduce you to my balls, Thunder and Lightning.
her tits were more amazing then brown bears with armor and guns that fire bullets of Justice that destroys inequality.
can we for just one second remember that I played with a homeless man's rat at st marks?
That's good. Don't want to see you bellydancing in prison for homemade wine.
Nothing. Its like my body doesn't know how to function on a Saturday when its not hungover and/or still drunk.
We were going to play manhunt in a strip club, calling it mancunt.
I was going to say that I wasn't sure how that happened... but then I remembered that I bonded with the Australians over vitamins and INXS and they bought me tequila.
Woke up with an entire pizza face down in my bed beside me... untouched. Never beer bong a whole bottle of wine.
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