Boobs. All I remember is boobs.
Ketchup is God's man juice
I guess the cop knew i was on a walk of shame and felt bad...i got to play with the siren the rest of the way home
I'll try not to. I have an appointment at the hospital tomorrow so my goal is to wake up there.
All the alcohol I spilled on myself must have acted as a disinfectant or something. I haven't showered in three days and I still don't have a staph infection from sleeping on the lawn with you.
The gay viking and his eqyptian 'queen' hooked up on our couches. They pushed them together to make a bed. Innovative, but awkward to come home from work to at 7 am.
Is "you left your socks here, please come get them" a good way of saying "come fuck me?"
We'll talk about this tommorrow when I'm not mistaking my fingers for French fries....
If I puke off the kayak tomorrow think nothing of it.
So, we estimated there is at least 40 pounds of boob in our house.
I'm still drunk. I put on workout clothes this morning and just puked in my bathroom. That's the same as going to the gym, right?
Yeah, the email that I was sending to get an Escort for the weekend, copied and pasted to my boss, that should be interesting conversation, when I come back from Christmas vacation break.
The stock is going waaaaay up on that picture of my pussy with a bowtie on it.
I'm at the point in my life where I'm gonna sell my eggs for cash
Is the Glover Park Chipotle past the strip club?
Why is that your only point of reference?
Just answer the question
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