Dude, dont worry about the lamb fetus in the fridge.
What?
Just dont open the beer drawer.
For future references, orgasms clear sinuses.
I don't think my arm is broken I can still text
It smells like someone died in our apartment and ya'll used some random orifice of his body to smoke weed out of. Side note, how did we get a guitar?
I found the bottle of ketchup and sobe you tried to hide in the middle of the lawn last night
You're the only person I know who could blow literal chunks, laugh about it, then proceed to shotgun another beer. Love you champ.
Not my type. One of those types that loves that they're educated, could drink their red wine and have an intellectual conversation and have a wonderful time
An adult?
My last google search is "how to build a flamethrower"
Twist to Josh's story, he had a gyro in his hand and never dropped it even after he got knocked the fuck out
You were drink-wine-from-the-bottle drunk trying to take everybody's blood pressures again.
Letting Freddy Krueger eat me out = HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ME!!!
we're spending all day in bed drinking spiked eggnog and fucking
it's the international house of making me almost fucking shit myself
Also I literally googled "how to fold socks" so that's how my day is going. How's yours?
Saddle up bitches, we're going to an orgy.
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