I can't breathe out the right side of my face
white trash or talent: driving, 1 hand on the wheel, 1 holding a cell phone & talking & smoking without using hands..in an old beater pickup..
Both
still drunk. talking shit to the doc drawing my blood. this has no upside
I might scale it back and go as an investment banker. Which is the exact same costume as James Bond on LSD. I just introduce myself differently.
More likely there's a very shell-shocked cat wandering around somewhere, covered in potato peelings
no i decided against it. savin my coke binge for finals week.
please visit steve this weekend, he is getting mature and responsible and shit which scares me.
you kept introducing yourself to guys as "never going to happen"
Woke up to a break up text for a facebook relationship I didn't even know I was in... 2012 is going to be a good year
whose ass print is on the piano?
Youll thank me when youre dead an dont have a cat eating your face
I just got his Save the Dave and, to answer your next question, NO I AM NOT GOING TO THE WEDDING OF THE GUY WHO GOT DRUNK AND CAME ON MY CHEST.
Sometimes I get confused on who I really actually know and who's lives I just know everything about via internet. Its a fine line
This is your post bachelor party survival text. This a free and complementary service to make sure you are still alive. For alive, say yes. For hurting, say ugh. If lost, say help. If dead, please feel free to not respond. Thank you and we hope you enjoyed the party.
Our son just found our secret Sex Dungeon that is no longer hidden in our basement. He brought his Xbox and the TV down there he is currently sitting in the sex swing playing video games. What do I do?
Randomize
