Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
He just helps fat girls get exercise. One walk of shame at a time.
worst part about day drinking... waking up to george lopez
In your defense, I really thought capturing that alligator would have been a lot more awesome and a lot less tragic.
RIP Mr Bojangles.
My pussy is making all kinds of justifications that my mind would have no patience for if it was still in charge
You kept trying to use my cat as a napkin.
Damn you and your marathon penis with its superhuman capabilities
You told me to keep you from drinking, but we both know I'm not that kind of friend.
Dude that chick had a dog in her car. Like when she goes bar hoping so does roofus. He gaurds the car.
I just sent an "I'm sorry I forged a prescription in your name" email. It was one of the more awkward things I've done this week.
new low: I blocked him from seeing my snapchat story in hopes he will text me because he'll be afraid I'm dead or something
you told us the chicken was mocking you, then proceeded to explain that every time someone reads your mind you accidentally think of something sexual
my dad walked in on me peeing into the trashcan in our kitchen last night at like 2am. wtf
I refuse to fake an orgasm. If I'm dating him, he better work for that shit.
Nothing says “I spent too much in Vegas” quite like eating a jar of pickles for dinner and planning on cream of celery soup for breakfast tomorrow.
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