arkansas has a gas station called kum and go....story of my life
Please stop sending me picture messages of your shit. Seriously. I don't care if it looks like popcorn chicken.
we need to go to the store. i'm tired of having bud light for breakfast.
do you want me to pick up budweiser instead?
it was really awkward, he kept trying to get on the bed with us and we kept having to kick him back on the floor.
A cab driver remembered me by name, address, and ex fuck buddys nick name from a year ago. I mustve been one memorable shit show.
i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
Pretty sure I saw a dude across the room give this girl the international hand gesture for "I'm going to fist you later", she seemed ok with it.
of course! give me a few hours to recover from chugging a 4loko out of a frisbee, and it will be rage time yet again
apparently i walked around all last night forcing people to beer bong whatever drink was in their hand. so far this morning ive had three people refer to me as beer bong man
I really hope the fuck ferry pays me a visit to close out 2011 properly.
She said " I'm going to get her back one day soon for putting extacy in my pop while I drove her to whislter" just a heads up.
I learn from experience and I experienced what it would be like to completely lose my mind and then wake up with a stab wound.
And your boyfriend doesn't mind you constantly taking pictures of his dick just to freak out your brother?
its more like he's accepted that he can't stop me
I am at the car wash dressed as a turn of the century librarian
It's very disconcerting to wake up and she is gone. I never know where she could be. It's like playing wheres Waldo but Waldo could potentially be drunk and wandering around in weird places that normal Waldo's don't go.
Randomize
