your address is 607B right?
yeah why?
i need to tell the guy bringing over the flaming bag of dog shit where to put it
One reason I don't come to Portland. I saw 8 guys I have had sex with last night. At the same party.
By 8 I mean 9.
And by 9 I mean 10.
She is definitely tripolar. Like bipolar but better/worse.
The lady next to me at the airport just baggage checked a six pack. She is now my hero.
You face planted into a car door. And somehow didn't drop your burrito.
at least you know where his tattoos end, so it wasn't a complete waste of time.
We had to leave. Dave knocked a dude out for saying yolo.
We're all getting matching jack daniels tattoos. We're gonna be an alcoholic gang of awesome.
Two run-ins with cops/park rangers tonight and now I'm just wandering around high and shirtless
Sacramento doesn't deserve you
Then that is decided. Fuck away my little bunny rabbit.
I just got the two most enjoyable things in life in one... Weed delivered in bubble wrap.
Oh no. Did you guys fuck on my pull out couch?
There's always a silver lining when massive voluptuous tits are involved
If I'm not there when the plane leaves, I didn't make it through security. See you at home! Vegas bitches!!!
She’s super into those renaissance faires. But, if you can’t actually stab anyone, what’s the point?
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