Jerry, you need to find god
Starbucks introducing alcohol. i hear angels singing.
last night i found out that about 5 of my friends audio recorded us having sex through the bedroom door, then auto tuned it in the tpain app on his iphone.
I give you the lube, you make me the mac and cheese, that's a pretty fair deal I think.
Why don't we skip the roadtrip entirely, save us the trip, and go straight to jail?
He spent 6 hours at the ER after crashing a motorcycle and still came to the bar, Ofcourse I went home with him. He's my hero.
I called for backup and had two guys carry him to the shower. The bigger guy offered to wash his hair.
Check the bible. I hear he keeps his weed in leviticus.
It's cool dude. The dank is in the form of premade smores with honey grahm crackers, marshmallow cream and 420 brand choc. bars. NV weed laws have nothing on me.
Also I would love to pregame at your place if I weren't stuck at mine drinking laxatives
if you're not jumping for joy when you see penis then you're looking at the wrong ones.
Crying in Target on a display sofa is normal, right? Asking for a friend.
My boobs smell like weed again. This happens way too often.
My life is pants optional.
I don't care how many things you caught on fire, it's still not as bad as doing coke and then filming yourself having sex.
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