So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
We have had massive layoffs this year, yet the guy who cant flush his shit seems to still have a job
New years is officially the only time its okay to drunk dial your parents.
I don't remember much but I know I looked hot.
you vomited through the snorkel and onto the back of your head. it was truly amazing
You're mold. I may or maynot have puked blood this morning.
I haven't been motivated enough for a shirt. And only half the day was bra-worthy.
My father is flirting with a transexual server at hamburger mary's. We can never tell him.
Gross! What the hell is that?!?
It's quite clearly a man posing erotically with multiple packages of bacon.
stop fucking thinking about him when there is A MILLION OTHER PENISES TO RIDE IN THE WORLD
The only thing left on my Bucket List is getting fingered at an aquarium.
How many fucks given?
0.12846
Pretty sure if we keep hanging out on Tuesdays there will be no whiskey left for the younger generations or the universe will implode....tomato tahmato
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
Holy. shit. Chris has no pants on. In public. Fuck. Need you.
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