Those kids are glorified dude-bros. It's banal.
He looked me in the chest and said "I think I was visited by the titty fairy last night"
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
Dude feel your hair right now it feels so weird like pasta
Just found the video that explains the neighborhood applause. Your landlord is awesome, and the clothes are on the roof
on the way home I asked you what exit we get off at and your answer was "just like the goldfish"
currently pooping in a public restroom while drinking free beer. there has never been a finer line between awesome and depressing.
I think I've had 45 beers today though So things are looking up.
It's a journey
And the destination is his penis?
Precisely.
So apparently we wrote "Lube Shopping" in Paula's diary on every friday for the rest on the year....
He said that I looked like a "ghost had crawled up into my vagina and died"..so yeah, I'd say the hangover was noticeable.
There was a trampoline and tequila. It was glorious.
He had to put the child locks on the windows so you would stop screaming at random boys
Why is there puke in my guitar?
Because you puked in your guitar.
I’m going down on him like an Oompah Loompah on roller skates.
That makes no sense, but good luck
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