what the fuck were we smoking when we had a conversation about how my brother would be so proud if i fucked an orange alien?!?
I would dunk an oreo in her breast milk
champagne bombs. Yes, i think that is where things may have gotten out of control.
The night was doomed the minute I started taking shots with an apple as a chaser.
The foreigner finally woke up and the first thing he did was look up a map of the u.s. His destination is to pennsylvania.
He has a landing strip. I repeat he has shaven himself a landing strip. HELPPPP!
With me living this close to Mexico now, Tequila is just a geographical choice at this point if nothing else.
Seriously you have a sixth sense. You woke up out of a nap to tell us all to check the clock and it was 4:18. You're like the spiderman of smoking weed.
I just want you and your enormous dick to be my fucking rebound so we can move on with our lives
nana can keg stand better than me. should i be proud?
There is a guy here calling himself the pants less weed fairy
I named my Roomba after my pot dealer. I have a problem, don't i?
You know you hit Mardi Grad bottom when you come to in someone's kitchen on the floor and you are eating gumbo out of a Mixing bowl with a ladle......yeah rock fucking bottom
You spilt a drink on my couch, then used my dog to mop it up... you called her a mop dog, repeatedly
Also: that bruise on my leg where you left like 3 sets of teeth marks keeps getting run into the corners of desks and shit. And I can't even complain to anyone at work
Randomize
