Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
It tastes like I coughed up blood....hello liver damage, I've been expecting you.
I guess we had a small kitchen fire somehow when we decided to bake fruitroll ups and croutons...
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
I forgot to tell you the best part. The folded up paper he wrote his number on opened up to be a picture of him when he was younger wearing a Columbia tshirt in front of NASA and in pen said his name and "space consultant."
If we get out of this alive, I'm never going to a Denny's at 3 am again.
his blanket is still in the back seat of my car, its like a constant reminder of his small penis
God forbid we drive unregistered mopeds without license plates on a pedestrians only sidewalk without goggles while flipping off passing cars.
On that note if you see a hobo smiling with a pack of cigarettes and an AMP energy drink, that was my good deed for the day
There's a guy here who is improvising his own shadow dance on a table against the wall, in case you're wondering how my night is going
If I ever see that bitch it is going down flavor of love style
I started screaming "MY PARENTS ARE MORMON" at a stranger and promptly proceeded to run into a wall. How do you think it went?
Why didn't we pregame for this?
Because it's breakfast!?!
He sent me a dick pic from a port-o-potty in Boston. If that's not love Idk what is.
i just woke up from a 4 hour nap, still drunk, to make mac n cheese.
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