In regards to your tweet: as its been said on all of those posters on ffffound: keep calm and carry on
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
i woke up in the lobby of Holiday Inn on a chair sitting up straight
Guy having heart attack in McDonalds. Classic.
I had to call maintenance to come unclog the toilet.
Something to remember me by.
In the library. Still drunk. Shoes missnig. Term paper due in fiften minutes. Iff I puke u think theyll throw me out?
We literaly had to peel your fingers off the jose cuervo bottle and lock it in someones room
running the faucet water is not hiding the sound of you vomiting. fyi.
how was it?
he was petting the bushes because they were "napkins"
They sat me on college avenue with a puke bucket and people were mistakenly throwing change in it. Got me enough money take a cab back to my apartment.
You screamed "show me a dick stand!" But before I could ask you wft that was you had passed out in the corner
who knew my inner goddess was such a whore
You spent the whole night conversing with your zombie poster, so I'd say you were pretty far gone.
Just heard a 15 minute program on the radio about how cases of gonorrhea in the throat and rectum are skyrocketing in the US. Almost crashed laughing so hard.
Sorry, who is this??
My friends said as soon as you walked in, I motor boated you like there was no tomorrow.
Yeah, I liked it.
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