Apparently 151 is to me what spinach is to popeye.
We were drinking cognac with TAB. I felt like trailer park royalty.
When i walked in, you were in bed with a hot chick rolled up in a green blanket and said you were acting like a caterpillar..
I briefly wondered why they weren't in school, but after the tinier one shouted "check out dem titties!" I had my answer
We're sending your burrito through the mail slot.
After the concert, I paid a cab to drive me around the city so I could shout "dc highfive!" at everyone who passed for an hour and a half.
i understand you have values and thats awesome, all i want to help you do is forget about them breifly
You kept yelling "wood grain wheel" and grinding on fat chicks.
The hell is wrong with me
I'm the brains and you're the boobs of this operation.
I mean, the sex was awesome last weekend, but I didn't even imagine I'd reached ovarian rupture status.
I guess I was blacked out I hopped a fence and hugged a cow that night.
I feel like asking for a towel for after I puke before I puke to be more respectful than jus going outside to puke and coming back inside covered in sweat and tears.
You had sex with a guy who has a purple beard last night. No Molly for a while, ok?
Pretty much all i've had today is sugar and orgasms
That reminds me of the morning I woke up on the sidewalk covered in chicken wings
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