his receeding hairline makes running into him so much less awkward. almost enjoyable actualy
I'm not sure how exactly, but this funeral has turned into a ridiculous night of drinking games
We lived together for a year and neither of us knew we were both gay.
You were offering to spell people's name for a dollar.
We are having a competition to see who can masterbate in the wierdest place, right now hes winning since he masterbated on his Jr. High school bus.
There is a visibable outline from you in the grass. its you in the fetal position...
Just smoked pot with a guy who has apparently been living in the woods for over a month. He just walked out of the woods. This is not real life.
When you get a chance, you should call Nick. He REEAAAALLLLLY wants to hear you make chewbacca noises.
yes and no. im drunk but idk if im "blow marcus" drunk. call in like an hour.
I gotta say, I do way better with the ladies than I do the men. So if it turns out being gay is a choice, then I'm going to go ahead and choose it.
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
All I'm sayin is that I don't want to raise anything. Or deal with anything. Or having anything come out of my vagina. I mean, I don't think that's asking too much.
she came into my car to rip lines with our blow dealer as I was writing my essay on anti drug policy, i call it on site research
And on the 323rd day without sex, God finally said let there be light...or love?
Truth. Though I have held steadfast to the notion while the rest of you wavered. I had faith in his homosexuality.
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