now were playing what girl doesnt belong in the picture of girls in bikinis.
I know. You don't know poor life choice until your sitting on the floor of a community bathroom waiting to vomit at 4 am
I got mine. It's a truly beautiful penis. Plus he pulled his tongue muscle on my vagina.
He fell off a seesaw, tore half his ear off and somehow convinced the paramedic he was allowed to have a beer while being treated
They set the pop up pool in the basement-running filter and all. Drunk swimming. Come now.
Do to my newly discovered condition I'm having to resort to emergency beat sessions to avoid the temptation to text girls I know are easy slams.
I decided to let him keep the rest of my good weed as an "I'm sorry for being a drunk ass ho" consolation prize.
Who doesnt want to be Yoda? I mean seriously, how sweet would that be? Live to 400, not give a shit about love and all that, know fucking mind tricks and smoke awesome swamp weed. I'm down.
Idk what the interview would be like but I imagine you in a suit and tie surveying a nervous freshman and eventually leading him into a labyrinth of debauchery and clapping him on the back, saying "welcome to the fraternity, son"
Can you get snapchat back so I can show you all the places I threw up in/on last night?
I feel like you can't break up with someone on 420. It's against stoner code
Nothing says "single girl" quite like Pinot Grigio and canned ravioli at 11:30 pm....
Well I just woke up to no pants, Gatorade on the headboard along with an uneaten steak, and the instinct I was a giant asshole.
is it sad that the highlight of my saturday night was waiting till 3 in the morning to hear about your saturday night?
Omfg 7 hour sex session who am I?
PS: I think I'm in love
Ability to walk tomorrow tbd
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