I miss Bob Barker.
Yeah, more like Douche Carey...
hickory dickory dock, please dont tell me about your cock
We need to get her some penis inspired head protection.
No just sleep deprived. James woke me up at 7 and forced me to eat a hot pocket with him cause he " didn't want me to die".
Drinking vodka and pirating music in the library. Welcome to finals week.
you were telling us about the time you had sex in an alley and he stopped, looked up and said 'it was a cul-de-sac' and went right back to what he was doing.
We left the bar and you kept yelling "ONWARD SCION, TO GLORY!!"
LESSON OF THE DAY: Saying Everclear gets you out of explaining anything.
I saw a classic trojan enz laying on his desk. So he's probably not into the kinky shit.
Well. I mean as excuses for running late go, 'losing track of time in the bathhouse' has gotta be up there on the top ten.
I'm about to play another round of who's panties are in my car.
I am so sorry. Not sure for what, but whatever I did last night probably merits an apology, so I'm covering my bases.
I am high playing guitar hero naked. Please don't let me die this way
Just try not to have a boner when you're giving your best man speech, it will really kill the vibe
I just bought a slurpee and condoms. God bless America.
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