Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
there needs to be a build-a-bong store...
I applaud your efforts, but I have to say it was the bear we encountered that ultimately shut down the entire operation
Idk. The last coherent text said something about $25 & dimes. And then...it's just letters...
I hate waking up Sunday morning and thinks "how many friends did I lose last night".... Normally it's between 1-5.
What part of drinking with my mom makes you think i'd get naked
All of it
Names, who you're caught in bed with, both minor details
Fucking shoot me with this y'all shit. You were in Texas for 2months you do not have an accent Madonna
Yeah. I found my shirt from last night while walking back to the bar to get my purse/phone this morning. I'm never going to even ask what actually happened. Be glad you moved 7 states away.
I think he bit my vagina. Who does that?
When did we go from stumbling drunk into an ER at 3am to dinner double dating?
My hangover headache is somewhere in the Harry Potter scar neighborhood. I can now empathize with that poor bastard.
Slammed 3 beers and just bowled a 129\nI guess alcohol IS the answer
I turn into such a nice and loving person when I take Vicodin
She’s the kind of asshole whose face I want to put on a T-shirt just so I can go outside and burn it.
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