Wanted to apologize for chris browning you when you were on my computer.
I'm going to an arts college, I live next to the frat houses, and my room number is 420. god has plans for me and I couldn't be happier.
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
New Jersey isn't a real state, it's just a myth you tell little kids to scare them like Canada or Carrot Top
I just noticed that my shirt smells like coffee after eating out a Barista
then they caught me trying to hide the turtle in the fridge
Yelling drunk tank or bust at a cop, not a good idea
No i'm not calming down the girl at white castle did not need to see the picture of my dick on your phone.
He made me keep his swollen nut cold with frozen bags of peas while rubbing his tummy because he said I had no choice.
Well, during the ride home I had to personally apologize to both of her breasts.
Last night she walked off and disappeared from everyone got home at 330 and said she went to the casino with her cab driver.
If only I could bank my drunk hookups for a sober IOU.
Where are all your bongs? Your Dad wants to make sure they're put away before his family gets here.
Umm....in my room, on my closet, under the bed and behind my laptop.
But really, what kind of hoe life adventure in Mexico would you do that would top me blowing a trucker?
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