I woke up with ten beers in my bag that hoarded at the party last night. Rally? Its five somewhere.
You came back with puke all over your sweatshirt and started doing darth vader impressions
For sure. We should see if we can get Mike to pay for one, and have a triple kegger... :o==& (that's future me projectile vomiting. i try to be goal oriented)
There's a litter of kittens in my bathtub and beer cans everywhere. I want my apartment key back.
Something about getting head on stairs. I don't know.
There is a newly found video on my phone of me following you to the bathroom to watch you throw up. sorry I didn't hold your hair
just printed out my drug dealers resume for him. guess the ecstasy scene slows down when kids move back home for the summer...
Yeah man it sucked balls. People on the bus probably thought I was fucking crazy. I was fetal position, taking up two seats with no shame whilst simultaneously panting.
Is this a drinking picnic?
Is there another kind?
But now he's gone and I'm exhausted and my vagina is yelling at me and I want a cheeseburger
He was stoned and starts screaming, "I ain't got but a dollar, I wanna hear waterfalls!". Maybe he can hang with us....
sorry I blacked out our whole relationship
He also needs to focus on not being such a little bitch, but that's none of my business.
WE JUST PASSED A FUCKING SPACE SHIP! NOT JOKING! A REAL FUCKING SPACE SHIP! THIS IS NOT THE DRUGS! SPACE! SHIP!
He is a real estate investor who’s face I’m going to sit on.
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