I made a game called come to class high and eat nachos.
Something about getting head on stairs. I don't know.
Yes perhaps we are both wrong. And did you call me bj girl?
Passed out in a rocking chair on her porch. Woke up to the tow truck taking away my car.
Just saw someone tackle someone else to the ground for their coors light; he's not getting back up.
Yea, now that Irene is hitting us stores aren't selling any alcohol; beer is now a precious commodity.
I thought it was a myth but I have just reached the age of sitting on my balls. Not a fan.
God loves me. So high, craving Jimmy Johns chips, looked down, unopened bag in front of me. Still doesn't feel real
I'm super stoned watching the vatican smoke cam. Come over.
I faked more orgasms with him then ever should be allowed for someone this pretty.
If we all have the time, and the weather permits, and you have no plans, we should have another go at Operation Get Our Carless Friends Laid. All the lonely people will be out. We can take our lonely people out too.
People try and tell me I never learn me lesson, well that's a bunch of crap. I asked for Monday off for Superbowl recovery based on my experience last year.
Nooo. I was entirely happy pretending that my vagina only existed for peeing and releasing Satan's waterfall.
I woke up with clothes on this morning and I'm pretty sure you had something to do with that. Thank you.
I'm currently hiding from this horrific thing that we call adulthood. If anyone needs me, I'll be smoking a bowl in the bouncy house.
Do you think he’ll fall in love with me if I tell him I have a nickname for his penis
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