If I could text you the sound of me vomming, I would.
Can't imagine what could be worse than pet-naming your penis, but I'll let it go.
All I remember from last night is puking up a box of cheeze-its and the building catching on fire.
Despite fighting the urge to vomit throughout the whole thing, I think that interview went really well!
You guys don't happened to be dressed as gladiators, do you?
Solid. Can't put a price on good times
You can and it's called a liver.
The maid moved your bed and found almost 40 used condoms and wrappers. She just looks at me and says "Dave?"
Please assure him that the flying penis statue is for display purposes only.
You would be so proud at how green we're being. Re-using last night's jello shot containers.. saving the world one step at a time
he pushed me in the lake knowing full well I had joints on me. that's drug-abuse!!
I want to but I can't have a boner while doing a install and working with a customer
I never saw such an emotional argument over yellow vs. spicy mustard.
How dare you not respond to me after opening up a picture of my bare breasts
We told him to puke in the Denny's parking lot or we wouldn't be his friend anymore. So he did. He wasn't even drunk.
How high do u want to get? Just kind of high or yelling at swans high...
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