Looks like an M-80 went off in a lb. of pastrami
so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
Just woke up to find myself cooking eggs on the imaginary stove in my room.
Hey when you wake up and read this, we really need to stop pullin our dicks out when we drink dude. I have all the pics, yall are assholes
I went online and donated $30 to his walk-a-thon as a "sorry I puked in your bed last night"
took off my bra and popcorn fell out of it. im gonna puke at this wedding...
I think that's mostly how we became friends.
Well that, and your desire to put your penis in me.
I don't understand or I understand perfect - if were not talking about fried chicken I'm not sure what's happening.
What the hell man, you basically stole my girlfriend with a bucket of KFC.
The cops came, and I made friends with him. He wants me to babysit his kids.
Do you have a moment to talk about our lord and savior, Kendra's boobs?
I feel like my foot is being amputated. Or maybe it's the vodka. I couldn't tell you.
I swear I have some evil slut demon in me when I'm blacked out
Don't we all.
No I'm not high but I did cry for over an hour tonight because I realized that they never made a sequel to "Under the Tuscan Sun" with Diane Lane.
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