hell yes lets make some ravioli
I'm pretty sure that every show on ABC Family could be turned into a drinking game.
She asked how far humans have gone into a volcano because they did in spy kids. She was serious.
I don't know how it happened, one minute we were talking about Huck Finn, the next minute I was blowing him behind the corner of his apartment building.
We got a Christmas tree, decorated it to surprise his wife And kids who were out of town for her father's funeral, then fucked like rabbits on their new mattress before he had to pick them up at the airport.
its 4am and she invited me over to split a 'romantic bowl of frosted flakes'...really dude?...what do you think she's trying to say?...she better not be kidding about the frosted flakes though.
Apple should advertise that their phones are puke-proof. They would appeal to a whole new audience.
were you high?
When?
Actually just blanket yes to that question
All three of them were helicoptering their dicks to persuade me to take my thong off
I was like can I please fuck your hips back into realignment
Literally the only clue I have to try and figure out my blackout adventures is a draft on twitter that just says "Mummies alive!"
Can we just get drunk and watch the Birdcage please I have no tolerance for straight men today
Thinking and hoping ice cream is the answer to my problems
If I die bedazzle my coffin please.
Tonights mission: get trashed, smoke a bowl on top of the silo, get some dick. Not necessarily in that order.
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