i can smell the iron from margo's period blood from across the table.
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
Sorry I pulled the thermostat off the wall..
I can already almost taste penis in my mouth
Come over we're drinking with orange soda as a chaser to honor 90s nick kenan and kel.
My fingers feel amazing. Their going like 100 MPH!!
HOLY SHIT. SHIT THAT IS HOLY. HOLY OF THE SHIT.
I will always remember that night by waking up in that tablecloth the next morning
By the end of the first quarter he was so hammered he was pouring beer into the crockpot with the miniature hot dogs and BBQ sauce saying he loved the supper bowl and he loves taking mini weinies to the face
I've been wearing the same clothes for 3 days and they're covered in franzia
I just realized I haven't had a date or a potential possibility of a date in about a year. Then I realized I wanted to actually go on a date. But I'm sitting here getting high instead of being at a party. Life.
It just smells like spaghetti and despair.
Yeah if I don't text back. I'm eating. sleeping. Or lifting. Or drinking. Or playing call of duty. Like shit man
He drove over an hour to get this shit done. I guess i win the golden vagina award tonight
THERE'S MORE TO LIFE THAN JUST MISSIONARY
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