This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
you sent me 5 happy birthday texts last night. one after the other. spelled differently.
I was worried if he didn't show me his penis, he would kill himself
This is a dangerous game of "whose life is more pathetic".
as you might have guessed from my lack of texts, the herpes have calmed down.
pretty sure that drunk girl we saw climbing the stairs is now DJing this club....
I don't know what possessed you to do that, but you have to give the stripper more money before you try to check her oil or they are going to throw us out every time you do that.
Sometimes I envy you, when I'm not praying for your soul.
Pre-chapter meeting quote: "Why is there a bun literally taped to the shelf? That doesn't even make sense when you're drunk, who does that?"
she opened a can of olives, drained the juice and poured ranch dressing in. oh and 'croutons' (saltines) on top...
He went to 7/11 first and came back with condoms and a banana "in case we get hungry"
I definitely don't have enough experience with hookers to be in this group text anymore.
Okay so the couple who keep propositioning people for threeways are def siblings not bf/gf
So are you gonna do it or no you said they're hot
WHY THE FUCK DOES RICKY'S BROTHER GET AN ENTIRE POT OF PASTA FOR BEING SHIRTLESS AND ALL I GET IS ARRESTED?!
Get ready for me I'm full of tequila and I want to be full of you next
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