let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
i'm 67% sure he was trying to sing in hawaiian
If you can't do the LSAT hung over. You can't do the LSAT. That's the real practice.
She bit a glass in half.
I guarantee that wasn't the first penis someone placed on her forehead.
Just woke up from a weed coma and found a stem in my bra. Rainy day success.
Volunteering at a homeless shelter a bum asked if he could lick me cause I still reeked of whiskey. Being a bumsickle=epic hangover
I'm home alone drinking wine, so high, scrubbing my house down... This is what my thirsty thursday has become
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
Today is the day I die from a hangover. I love you, mom. Farewell.
We dug deep emotionally while eating cereal
No more weed for you
Who's the captain of your team? Captain Morgan as usual?
And me
After you smoke one night. Just whisper in a barely audible voice, "Grey Poupon"
Just once I'd like to go out and not have to tell you to put your pants back on.
He still want's to kick my ass for fucking his sister, probably a bad idea to leave the bar with his ex...
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