he showed up at my house with a hand-stiched sweater that said "girlfriend?"
He thanked me for being "his little blond pogo stick last night". Good thing?
Dude I think I vomited on the wireless internet box too...it isnt working.
And it looks like I sent you 4 failed attempts at the word "hey." Sorry about that.
You told them that the brownies were safe, and then pointed to a passed out Ryan and said "see?"
I had 5 long islands and 2 alien brain hemorrhages…I am entirely certain that the "power hour to finish the night" idea was just too much.
It's official. Those are now your come fuck me flipflops
It has moved into the cliche "thin line between love and hate" real quick. With her. Not Taco Bell.
She said she didn't know what fireball was. We are no longer friends.
The only way he could ever pleasure me is if he lit himself on fire and let me watch
I'm only friends with her because I can't stop watching the train wreck.
Then James put his arms through the window and grabbed him, like he was Robocop. A nerdy, portly Robocop.
Who is this?
She was drunk, dancing on the table. Until the table leg completely broke off and she fell on the ground and broke her front tooth straight off. Worse news is there making her pay for the table
On the brightside we know now that empty pringle cans are accepted at mcdonalds as cups.... Screw people who judged us, we saved a buck
because nothing says “let’s fucking rage” like getting a compensation letter and some company stock
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