we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
All I remember is drinking vodka out of tupperware.
you knoww youre high when you are just as concerned as the contestants on ultimate cake off as they move their 250 lbs cake over the ramp
airport. 106 proof japanese liquor. 4 little travel size containers. im proud to be smarter than the average american.
My mom made me chili for when I get home from the bar. Those are the standards I expect you to live up to
you described his penis as a "portable fishing pole"
Sorry no. I've already promised my first single hookup to somebody.
I'm chatting with a girl missing a front tooth. I find it quite distracting. I'm sure you have deduced what bar I'm drinking in on this monday night.
Ohh man. That was a snatch-waxer with a score to settle.
right now I need to figure out a smart way to get an accurate picture of his dick so I know what in dealing with, right now in flying blind.
my biography would be titled "haunting truths and dick jokes: a tale of love, loss, and masturbation."
Until you can top getting paid to have women tell you to check out their ass, my job will remain better than yours
There is a cooked ham in the washing machine.
Chasing down vodka with apple juice and crying. Alone.
Say whatever the fuck you want about me, but leave my deceased cat out of it.
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