In regards to your tweet: as its been said on all of those posters on ffffound: keep calm and carry on
How did people poop without Blackberrys?
Motorola Razers?
Stone age, man.
well we are all hammered and my parents are reminiscing about all the times they drove us home drunk from Christmas
once the tequila comes in everyone elses feelings go out the window.
I mean I like that it's warm enough to open the windows, but it annoys me that I can't walk around naked anymore.
My therapist told me it was ok for me to "take risks" now. Cue the hookers and blow.
there is a time and a place for ass-grabbing and that was not it.
Just asked my dog if he was proud of me for making it home. That drunk.
He kept surfacing with a delighted look on his face, guessing different types of food to try to figure out what makes my pussy taste so good.
Got hereat 8. Had 6 beers 2 shots and a game of diZZY BATOS
I can pinpoint my loss of innocence as the moment I started masturbating with my teddy bears
This isn't just a hangover. I can feel the blood moving through my veins, and it hurts.
I just used a VHS tape as a plate for sanwich
I bit my tongue so hard I left a deep imprint. Fuck you tongue, stop getting in the way of food.
Let me rub your butt and eat French fries from your mouth and dip them in your ketchup filled belly button.
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