in the event that i am dead, my body is laying in the intersection of ... the pearl in springfield. it was my friend's 21st but i think i'm dead. wearing a black top. like i said, probably dead.
well you decided to make everyone "drinks" which was sprite and beer mixed.
Picture this: me driving down 183 throwing up into a towel. I just hit rock bottom.
I'd like to say yes, but I nearly lost my shit when I assumed there was no back to my house. I am not strong enough for hallucinations.
You would be my first round pick for a drinking team
Im pretty sure at one point a very high you yelled, with actual tears in your eyes, "im not wrestling with you anymore, you dont respect my safe word!!"
Nothing like an alcohol-fueled, 6-hour-long hunt for weed--complete with occasional breaks for sex.
He showed up at my house, drunk, proclaiming that he needed to fuck me...my dad let him in
you guys just sat there and simultaneously smoked bowls staring at each other... it was like a bowl off or something.
I'm taking a dab in mourning of how long its been since I smoked with you guys.
You're going to be mad because I got baked, but not that mad because I'm bringing home kfc.
Grab some lube and condoms and you get a free shirt? College is weird
Not now. Out of camp chairs. Carving a new one with a chainsaw. Mushrooms are starting to kick and I gotta get this done NOW.
Apparently I have decided there are no repercussions for my actions
We will let tequila do the talkin this weekend
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