you took a scissor and started screaming "I WANNA KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO BE BALD"
just got off the metro to throw up and got back on like it ain't no thang
really making moves this morning i see
She better not be too drunk to operate a blowtorch
Until last night, I had never actually thrown up ON a sandwich
If you try to operate on me with a Bic pen and vodka, I'm never talking to you again
You could probably play six degrees of separation of my cock in this city.
I'm not drinking anymore...and by that, I mean until St. Patrick's Day.
So I'm thinking next semester you should be my own personal maid, nurse, masseuse and chef in exchange for free lodging, any food you can find, and unlimited access to my reproductive organs.
That bitch makes my crazy look like a walk in the park with cotton candy
Bud light lime after 12 shots of vladdy is like frolickin in a meadow of sweet flavor
SCUSE ME I KNOW YOU DIDNT DO THAT MUCH COKE IN 10 MINUTES
Get off the floor, put away the cookie dough, get ur shit together Scott.
The taste of regret at 8am, yup that taste is Jack Daniel's
I'm not complaining, but why is it that every time I hang out with you I come home with random injuries and random girls?
You is single now. The world is your ass buffet.
Randomize
