i seriously hope you fucking die....you are the worst.
SHit! Sorry, sent to wrong person
Just saw the liqour store owner get into a mercedes, almost proud to be responsible for that
not exactly restoring sanity, but he is throwing up on the national mall right now
I made him drop me off at the wrong house waited for him to leave and crawled through several fences so he couldnt stalk me. How was your night?
scarred for life. way too high and witnessed some chick give a dude head on the dance floor
I loved your drunken rendition of "I wanna dance with somebody" that you left on my voicemail last night.
dude, apparently i tried to force feed my grandma bananas last night.
He just told me what he wants for his birthday. "a noise complaint" he also said he wants to be the cause of all the noise but he won't be the one making the noise.
Shirtless guy staggering down the sidewalk, puking into a Prada shopping bag. Ahhh, the walk of shame in Boystown.
It takes a special kind of Adderall to make me go to the hardware store, buy paint, and paint tiny polka-dots on all four of my bedroom walls.
I mean in all honesty I would let James Franco shit on my chest. End of story
WHERE THE FUCK'S MY FUCKING RITALIN YOU FUCKING FASCIST?????
Well the hawks lost... so, of course, the only logical course of action was a bonfire in the middle of the street.
So then I got so stoned I sat and took my pulse for 10 minutes.
So how often do you needs to see my tits today then?
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