My bracket is officially just a list of teams that lost.
for real. he might as well bring dogs if they're lower than a 7.
It involved homemade coconut rum, a waterfall, and street signs. I'll leave the rest to your capable imagination.
Remind me if I threw up on you last night or if that was just a dream.
SURVIVED FINALS. CAN'T DIE FROM ALCOHOL POISONING. NOTHER SHOT. CAPS.
Its a Guy he gets weed for. I'm kinda confused as to why there are going to even be tuxedos involved at all.
He lectured me about the dangers of drugs while wearing a sombrero and doing interpretive dance.
Ok John needs to move to the other side of the county. I do not like to be approached for a blow job in the produce section of Holiday Market.
So I ripped my crotchless fishnet body suit when my drunk ass tried to crawl through the crotch to put it on.
Every single person in NY is either baking, drinking, or photographing their cat. Reporting live from Instagram.
Oh by "being festive" I mean make tacos for dinner.
Dude I puked in a snow bank and then fell face first into it
Omg the world wants us to be better people
I refuse
I dipped out before he woke up, but I made sure to take the pizza with me.
There's lube on my homework. #priorities
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