I drew a venn diagram at the top of my final comparing stuff i know and stuff on the test.
We decided to have a girls night of four lokos, three of us cried and the other puked
you are getting stockholm syndrome from your pubes
thing about being the result of a teen pregnancy is that all my baby pictures are of my mom and dad holding me around their stoned college friends.
There where 3 half naked girls passed out on the pool table, I crawled under it and just as I was about to go to sleep some guy walks up and says: "dude nice spot" walks away and comes back with a pillow.
Pretty sure I'm going to hell because of our friendship
Last one there wins
I'm 99% sure I just flashed my dad with my vagina. So that's the new low now.
This is possibly the most humiliating moment of my life. I have diarrhea, in a port-a-potty, at the Renaissance Festival.
He's like a Lana del Rey song that took human form
I'm never going out with the ashleys again. it was whoreible. terrifyingly whoreible.
Let's go buy marshmallows and play chubby bunny until we feel alive again
I have easymac and six pack of beer. This night can't get any better.
So. Much. Porn.
I totally fucked your pastor last night.
You're his wife.
Still a dirty get down.
Why does my mask smell like doritoes?
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