3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
70 feet underwater and I sharted my wetsuit, Tide pen won't clean this up.
oh fat girl friday strikes again...
Its a good thing the lights were off cuz Im pretty sure the look on my face when I touched his penis would have offended him
my greatest accomplishment from the city of diplomacy is that i puked at a table of 5 diplomats and my professor and NONE OF THEM NOTICED
Where was your thought process?
Drowning in my hangover.
Plus now I feel weird sleeping with you. It's like shooting a three legged deer. It's already at a disadvantage and couldn't get what it's full potential deserves.
Something about Sunday night screams phone sex
And noooow we're smoking a ton of REALLY strong weed and THIS IS THE SOFTEST CAT EVER
Our apt smells like hot shit marinated in oregano and cumin. No more taco truck dinner, fuck face. The wall paper is peeling.
WHO THE FUCK PEED IN MY BONG
He started to lick a stick of butter and was calling it Jennifer.
listen I need taco bell and an orgasm within the next hour. I'll leave the order in which you provide those things up to you
would you eat cereal with weed in it
who is this???
Randomize
