Your dick is once again the conversation topic.
well. it's seven AM and i'm too high to hula hoop.
i checked my sent messages this morning and i had apparently tried to text the bar, saying "idk what i drank, do you?"
The lesbians are drunkenly meowing in the hallway again. This is the shit I'll miss at home.
he said that weed should be legal but that particular bong shouldn't be. i stared at a clock for an hour and a half after i ripped. so logically, i completely agree.
I'm blaming hurricane Irene if I get pregnant tonight.
My cat clawed my face because i tried to give it a foot massage...never doing shrooms again.
my roommate had a few special brownies and wrapped my purse and one of my shoes and left them under the tree for me...
He is indeed a crazy mutha fucka. But mark my words. MARK MY WORDS. My job has placed me at the same party as Tom Cruise. I. Am. Fucking. The. Crazy. Out. Of . That. Alien . Fucker.
It was kicking off big time until you crawled out the bar on your hands and knees. Nobody wanted to mess with that.
I miss using glorious as an adjective. I'm gonna start doing that again. And I'm gonna try to get cuntatrosphe in there some more, too.
I'm getting high with a 50 year old car wash guy. Enough said.
Interesting. All i can really say is humanoid shaped doritos bags melting very slowly
I'm high. I apologize for that last sentence
It was bad. U were calling my cat "kittiano" and playing her like a piano. Way too drunk my friend.
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