I'm at work and it's 1:30. I need a beer. is that bad?
Welcome to every minute of my life.
it's 4 am, i'm drinkin beer and re-drywalling my bathroom. this could possibly be a bad idea.
I haven't shaved so I have to behave myself. I'm going to do this from now on.
I have all these new brothers and sisters I'm just now finding out about
There are not one, but two women wearing my boxers on the couch right now. You need to wake the fuck up.
I say that when we get our grades back we're making a drinking game out of it.
Omg just woke up. 6am. random apartment. broad daylight. bunch of ppl doin coke around me. Theres a bridge nearby. I think my dentist is down the block. Oof.
i feel sorry that you can never enjoy the feeling of shaved balls
Congratulations, you have helped solved the mysterious disapperance of Dani's phone which was found in the munchies cabinet next to the oreos. Your reward is star power as well as a fat ass bowl of Nebula. You may proceed through the wardrobe and into Narnia for your prize.
Am I over stepping my bounds if I ask to fuck in your new bathroom?
It has heated floors
I have no reason to put on pants anymore. This is my new reality.
Here's a concept though: eating pasta while getting laid
Is it bad when I wake up sore & don't know if my injuries are from sex or the mechanical bull at the bar?
Why did I not realize how important my fridge was till I was drunk. It keeps all my food cold its like my own cold box
My life is pants optional.
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