Remind me to tell you the Scottish bar story tomorrow
Remind me to tell you it was a shitty story when you're done telling it tomorrow
i just saw a girl w/ a shirt that said "im the single friend." yeah i bet u r. stop wearing shirts like that and that could change.
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
i feel like his penis is a security blanet. i cant fall asleep unless its in my hand
I ate the snowman's head. That is not a drug euphemism.
she was wide awake when they drew a treasure map on her face the she passed out and they played like 7 games of tic tac toe haaa how was your new years
so according the 72 facebook statuses i put up last night that i don't recall, i would say it was a success. how about you?
You're really doing everyone a disservice by wearing pants all the time.
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
I'm just so happy. I go to sleep and when I wake up there will be chocolate milk and penis.
The dysfunction is strong in this one.
It's like the cookie assaulted me with being high.
He dated a girl who could do the damn splits on his dick like how do you compete with that
well i blew him then my wife blew him, so im guessing we'll be seeing him around, yeah
Lucky bitch I'm at work covered in Jeff pee. And my hair smells like beer because I was trying to prove a point about PBR serving multiple purposes.
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