im gay
i know
yea but for you.
dude last night I threw my weed into my back yard. there is now a foot of snow. after an hour I found my weed. if I put that effort into school, i'd have a 4.0.
And the cops told us we were all naked.
when i came out to my mom, it was over brunch. i was eating a banana. not exactly my smartest breakfast choice.
not much sitting here stoned eating my little sisters halloween candy and judging each individual hersheys candy bar and after much deliberation by the selection committee the original hersheys chocolate bar won
You grinded on me in Jimmy johns to a madonna song.
While looking for an apartment, I've realized that the way I rate balconies is on the "how easy would it be to smoke weed here" scale.
What other scale is there?
I once puked on the side of the hwy driving home and it somehow made me feel more Canadian. So don't rule it out
do you remember the random banging on my door at 3 am wearing 2 budlight cases as a dress
I was thinking that, but I'm not sure the proper etiquette on asking about someone's nipple rings. Even if you did see them and compliment them once.
I'm not sure what step "make amends" is, but my phone is on
Yeah! Don't let me leave the house without marijuana and a juicer.
The port-o-potty that I peed in last night didn't actually have a toilet in it. And i never told anyone until this moment.
I love standing in line at rite aid for 10 minutes being forced to talk to my ex's mom about life while I'm holding nothing but yeast infection cream
I just did my taxes to sober up, I'm THAT hungover
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