I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
What's wrong?
Long week. Sore muscles. Bad back. Hangover. Mini-keg. Crazy ex-wife. Unavailable love-interest. Dead celebrity families. Republicans.
Pussy.
you jizzed all over me and yelled "makeover"
That's unfortunate. Distance can be a stoner's greatest enemy.
You make it sound like a battle for Middle Earth.
I am currently watching him baptize himself in a baby pool with a handle of belvedere while wearing a coral dress.
I want to have sex with him.
WHO JUST REMOVED THAT SAME BOARD IN TWO MINUTES FLAT WITH NO INJURIES, SHOES, SOCKS, OR BRA?! THIS BITCH. CRACKIN A BEER FOR DA SHOWA. BITCHES AIN'T SHIT MOTHAFUCKA
You showed your tits for hundreds of beads but magically became shy when there was food on the line
Red flag bro. Her only friends are barflys and a teen with a fake ID
if it looks like there's being an exorcism being performed you know your doing something right.
Its almost 1 am and u wanna get together and cry naked
I'm not dropping acid and watching game of thrones with you. That just sounds like a disaster waiting to happen.
If my life today were a movie the subtitle would be: Revenge of the Beer Shits
Just told my roommate about "analvice" and she is horrified and the Sound of Music is ruined.
If I ever write a memoir I'm thinking "Choosing to sit in a vat of shit" would fit
The sex definitely would have been a perk. But not sitting in a ditch was what I was going for...
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