My place. Tomorrow Night. Bring your liver, and something for it to do.
Ive had to apologize to every girl i know today because of you
he turned the pretty ricky playlist on. its about to go down.
We did a shot for each one. Father... son... and holy ghost. That wasn't enough though so we moved on to toasting dead relatives.
Woke up to pictures of me cooking wings with a blow torch.
I am particularly sorry about getting dome in your backseat. And for thinking you wouldn't notice.
My life has only gotten better since they built a playground behind the bar
Every time I think about it I can feel His toe in my mouth and I gag, I'm scarred for life.
Who knows? Maybe we can sing afternoon delight into each other's genitals.
she just stared at nothing and then looked at me and goes, "that's a weird place to put the wall"
There's hot sauce all over my mirror, lamp shade and dresser. Also it's your turn for weed
i knew as soon as i met you that i was gonna be the designated driver
It's meant to be, Cynthia. You, him, and your developed breasts are meant for each other.
You slept on a pillow of digiorno
Oh, did your mom say anything else about my butt?
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