her nipple to breast ratio was just odd
i took a field sobriety test yesterday. a crowd gathered, watched me pass it and applauded. then the cops arrested me because i took a bow and fell over.
we got our roommate high for the first time. He went into his room alone and watched Malcolm in the middle for three hours
I just smelled my beer. It smells like coming home.
I'd really appreciate it if we could dress up as pilgrims and indians for the thanksgiving eve bar crawl
in case you were wondering, even a BJ under a blanket on the back of a bus only lifts a 14-hour bus ride to borderline tolerable.
If I die tonight and was cremated, you could probably get high off the smoke.
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
And I just want to be like your tongue is not a FUCKING sword
it's ok, no one ever died fom being sticky.
i've gotta research that and get back to you.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
Despite breaking my phone, thumb, and my dignity, last night was pretty good.
You do realize he's just an extension of his penis, right?
Apparently I called down to the hotel front desk and begged them to bring us pizza. They brought us tea.
he's like the highest ranking tongue wizard i know.
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