The mall is playing a fucking country mix of lady marmalade.
welcome to maine.
We watched 'the mighty ducks' last night and took shots every time someone quacked. I woke up this morning wearing a nothing but a hockey jersey laying next to him on the floor. He was wearing a goalie mask. I really wish I knew what happened.
Just sold this kid "Magic Furry Apples". He is way to high to figure out they are just peaches.
At least he's a nutritious stoner...
I noticed when you had too much when you were yelling "HOE-HAVE-A-SEAT" to his cat.
She showed up to the party with a live octopus and a 30 pack that was already half gone
Every shot buddy I have I end up blowing. I don't know whether this pattern is good or bad.
Made a pan flute out of the varyingly empty beer bottles on the table. Played a glorious tune that paid tribute to the winds.
Then me, her, and her mom snorted tequila. The bartender was in shock.
You know you've got awesome issues when the main deciding factor of whether or not to cut your nails depends on nacho consumption in the near future
Nothing is working I'm going to die alone and on hold with a State Farm representative
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
You kept hiding under tables and grabbing people's legs and shouting SHARK ATTACK.
I don't really care where everyone ended up, but is everyone alive and not in jail?
Not in jail
Alive?
I just realized I have a habit of pre gaming for therapy visits. Problem?
We'll discuss it when you get here
We played 2 very competitive games of Jenga and then fucked our brains out... BEST. RELATIONSHIP. EVER.
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