So, how was the dinner
Just like the ex wife, cold, fatty, and expensive.
Waitress cut us off at Chili's bar. New low
you were trying to give my penis an indian burn.
he's drinking at 8 in the morning. it's going to be one of those "or else the terrorists have won" kinda days
He came up there while i was bartending, ate a salad, told me he wanted to divorce me, then tipped me 10 dollars....
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
I will also take that commission in the form of weed. Pass that on to the asst. manager.
Let's be honest. I make up for my well below average sized penis with a great personality and a possibly successful future
It's 6 am, I'm drunk, and celebrating the end of finals.Go ahead and ask me where I am...if you guessed a McDonald's playpen then you are correct. Badabababa I'm loving it
Want to run by the liquor store later? Tequila Youn should really be in attendance at Party Mountain. No one else could be our spirit animal.
It looks like you got dick slapped by the sandman..
I don't think it counts as a booty call at 6:30 pm.
It's my birthday, if I want to stay home, get stoned and watch the gameshow network, that's what I'm going to do.
I'm sorry I threw a frog in your car last night.
I wish drug dealers had sales for the holidays
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