Mmmm, vodka for breakfast
considering you've had every STD known to man, you think if i sent you a picture of my dick (no homo) you could tell me whats growing on it?
O.A.R does not stand for Old Recycled Abortions.
You do realize that we bought beer at 9:30 in the morning to avoid sobering up. Stupidity was bound to follow.
I've now graduated to the level of gay where I can tell Tegan and Sara apart.
When I told her that her boyfriend was making out with another chick, all she said was "which one"
oh my god. the driver of our party bus just said "no drugs unless you're sharin," my confidence in him is not high at the moment
But i don't feel like talking to him right now. I woke up an hour ago to a picture of his penis and I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON.
i'm soo broke, the only trip i can afford for spring break is acid
I dont know. Theres no way you can be ready for the sex hurricane that will consume you.
It's like a squid of pain has attached to my head and it spreading it's whorey tentacles all over.
What happened?
New Orleans
Every time
my grocery list today consisted of condoms. and butter.
umm... whats the butter for?
He's such a jerk. If only his penis was attached to someone else
That's the 3rd negative pregnancy test this month. I'm on a roll.
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