Oh my god. I just envisioned myself eating panda meat. I need to get out of this class.
duuuude. vodka popsicles DO NOT function.
He was sitting cross legged outside his tent repeatedly hitting the ground with a hammer and shouting 'this.is.a.good.idea.'
it's sad when i round the corner and the dog goes directly for the liquor store
And then I interrupted the father of the groom, to ask if she was "ballet or pole" in the middle of his story about his niece, the dancer.
How much is that going to cost?
A lot of beer.
the condom is still stuck, that's what I get for being responsible
Bisexual Viking-cowboy hybrid is at the bar again
Dibsssss
I'm not drinking anymore...and by that, I mean until St. Patrick's Day.
We crashed a rave, threw glitter all over Gay Dan and the bartender, broke a chandelier and called ourselves the Kings of Neon.
Not only does DQ have s'mores shakes, sonic has a hot dog in a pretzel bun, and Wendy's has a burger in a pretzel bun. Important things are happening.
We smoked bowls and watched Cops for what seemed like hours. And yet I know I'll go back.
I didn't know how to commemorate his death, so I snorted a fat line off of his obituary. Rest in peace.
I'm no doctor but I don't think balls are supposed to look like that.
You walked right into the door. Even the door guy and security guys were laughing.
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