So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
you were running down the aisles of wal mart singing 'follow the yellowbrick road'. i'm pretty sure you thought the night shift workers were the munchkins & started crying when they wouldnt help u find the wizard. needless to say u were pretty stoned/wasted
my FASA form asked what i spent the majority of my 08 earnings on, im tempted to put "booze, blow, & blunts"
I'm surrounded by too many unhungover people.
BRILLIANT IDEA: In honor of summer olympics we need to start a synchronized drinking team.
YOUR BALLS CAME OUT. DONT CALL ME A SHITSHOW.
Like wrapping my dick in silk, wrapping that in velvet, and putting it in a cloud. A warm, tight, wet cloud.
trust me. coming from a bonafide dirtbag, this dude is up to shady shit
She's like a solid nine. Well maybe not a tomorrow morning nine, but she's a nine right now and trying to take me home.
Eat your greens and take your tequila shots
I said "one day" and that day is not today
I do have a history of lying to Customs. I once convinced them I was an astronaut.
i think she learned that just cuz half shots were easier, doesnt mean she can have triple as many.
Someone made a mask out of a crown royal bag. Can't decide if tacky or awesome.
Is 6 weeks really a benchmark now?
Ask me in 6 more weeks, when they're in a bisexual polycule.
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