I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
Its okay if i dont like him.his junk is just too good to resist.model penis,lame guy.
So instead of getting the if-you-hurt-my-little-girl-youre-dead talk, i got the alcohol-is-our-friend talk, i like her dad already
I am at 2.05 miles in under 11 minutes. So either this thing is broke or I should always work out wasted.
I don't remember its real name, I just call it the Harrison Ford Cush after that idea with the Indiana Jones mask. I should just get high and sell people my ideas for their Halloween costumes all the time. I'd make a fucking fortune.
Have you ever had one of those moments when you kept whispering to yourself "I'm not a slut, I'm not a slut..."?
There's a Russian guy here. In the bar. Drinking vodka. Wearing a trench coat and a hat and a mustache. Idk where the confusion is.
yeah the cable guy is coming and everybody is hiding all the pieces in the house. we are up to thirty two. like a fun game of smokable scavener hunt.
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
I feel like I'm going to shit out a Big Mac
you know you're a stoner girl when you get a callus from your grinder
Okay, new plan. Get drunk, eat breadsticks. It's going to be great.
Well if YOU HAVE TO KNOW, we're laying across the street from the bar on that grassy hill trying to see who's she's with at the bar.
Do you think if I explain to her I want to have loud, unprotected sex with her sister she'll understand?
There will be bowls smoken and not a single fuck will be given.
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