what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
I love how my brain works. It's like being on drugs without the costly upkeep.
I wish there was a classy way to show off your boobs.
shes a 6ft ginger. she brings nothing to the table except for awkwardness
Hurry there's a dancing lesbian. She's a jumper and has impeccable jazz hands.
The liquor store was handing out free shots of some new expensive vodka, but they caught on the fourth time we came back in different outfits. Politics.
I went back to the party but by then they were all sitting on the floor in the dark listening to we are the champions on full blast.
she just stared at nothing and then looked at me and goes, "that's a weird place to put the wall"
we told the drug dealer that our car was dead and we needed a jump so he would bring the drugs to us...
Banana suit guy has an entourage and they're all douchebags. There is no god.
Best ethics paper a stoner could write. I called my professor Dr. Superfly Arandia. And I'm pretty sure I used "respect the hustle" somewhere in there too.
Whenever someone tells me they've never met a bisexual, I feel like a majestic fucking unicorn.
All im saying is that my face might fall off.
I still have to bake cookies and shave my legs so Mike can have MILF & cookies when he gets home.
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