I just hope my dad was drunk enough to not remember the whole convo we had about anal.
So it's like pop-o-matic trouble, but with penises
bowling with tennis balls and shot glasses. whatever you dont knock down after 2 rolls, you drink.
using my metrocard to split lines. it says optimism on the back. i am optimistic that you will appear at my door and help me finish all these drugs.
Good to know: if a hot girls asks to go back to my place, she probably just needs to vomit all over my bathroom
He only talks to me during the summer and it's probably because I let him fuck me in my pool last year.
Everything's fine I'm just stoned and my pillows are too soft.
I wish! That ended in 2001 when we all got collectively band from the Settle Inn. As a group we are also band from social events at the zoo. It's impressive really.
The sense of comroderie I've built with my liver over the course of this semester is beautiful
Thanks for the pic It's going to be lovely dealing with my boner while I'm in a meeting with your father.
I woke up to half of the whiskey bottle gone, and apparently I showered in my clothes. Pretty good start to SB2015 I'd say?
He's at Disney with 4 kids and I'm drinking wine from the bottle in bed at 2:45pm. Does it sound like we're compatible??
I have 2 voicemails from u last night. one of them is just 5 min of u saying "doodling"...
shit i just threw up on a freshman
i don't know if i should laugh or feel bad..
nevermind it was a sophmore, laugh.
RICK FUCKING MORANIS!!!!!
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