There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
the lady in the checkout infront of me had a case of beer, two 40 oz, and activia...really??i dont' think irregularity is her problem
thought i was the most hungover person in class until i saw a kid puke into his bookbag...he wins
She narrowed it down to 7 guys that could have gotten her pregnant.
I just pull a splinter from the head of my penis. It was a rough night.
Heard in class today that they replaced our carpet in last years apartment because they couldn't get the smell out, dude we smoked way to much pot last year.
Dude you were tripping so badly we put a pretend box around your head and you spoke silently for the rest of the night. I think pterodactyls were involved.
don't trust your eyes. just sniff them. if they smell like axe, they are broke, move on to the next.
I think they were making kool-aid in my bed. There is lots of sugar and my hands and face are stained blue.
I took shots of absinthe with my mom just now. Except awful things.
he was having a black light party and drinking manischewitz wine out of a three foot tall trophy he stole from mcdonald's...that's when I decided it was time to leave
No, the high point was when you stood on a chair and shouted you were the god of tits and wine.
Showing girls my stab wound was not the brilliant idea I thought it was.
long story short, the bouquet was used as a sacrificial torch
How does it make you feel that I can't control my vagina around you?
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