I just google mapped his house on satellite so i can really see how much money he has. Does that make me shallow?
you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing 'follow the yellowbrick road'. i'm pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted
i was so drunk that there were 2 of her, and i didn't know which one to fuck
All I remember about walking back home was that I maced my shadow.
Good thing I was dressed to impress in my "I went nuclear on my wings" shirt even the girls are making out and I'm still 7th wheeling it...
oh great, iTunes now thinks im gay.
so the party was at my house but some how i ended up being the only one who slept outside
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
He went around feeding all the high kids pretzels. He's like their god now
Her exstacy made her nickname everyone David. Nobody knows who the fuck she's talking to so we just say no to everything she says. She's crying.
I'm sorry but I have WAY too many sex/ hookup related bruises on visible areas to be going home tmrw
I think it's starting to become crucial that I find a companion for my vagina.
8===D
That's the bat signal to come over and fuck me.
EVERYTHING IS DISNEY. Even my sexting can lead to Disney.
Let he who has not made drunken spaghetti at 3 a.m. cast the first stone.
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