party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
he was so high, he talked to my goldfish for an hour telling him the dangers of overfeeding.
you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
How are you feeling today?
i could've thrown up on command at any point today...
I've been here 20 minutes and some creepy old man told me he wanted to know what my insides felt like. I hate gay bars.
Should we discuss the rug burns on my back or just save that for a separate conversation
No. No, there is no forgiveness for this. The only way I'm forgiving you for this is if you somehow convince your sister to have sex with me. In her car.
Are you two whores ready for me to turn the light on so you can see what you came home with last night?
Is this a drinking picnic?
Is there another kind?
Well you busted in the house and yelled with pride about Uber giving you a ride over with your new bong.
I wish you could see all the crumbs in my bra....it looks like Hansel & Gretel got lost in my cleavage.
jusy threw up in the airport bathroom. I am no longer thankful for fireball.
I wonder if there is a über wall of shame that you are currently on. Like between drivers.
To potentially get me laid, I need you to send me your favorite memes.
Randomize
