I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
I'm just sayin. Is it sad that I spent my last dollar on a hamburger just to get a paper bag to huff out of?
I love family holidays its the only time when playing beer pong, and smoking hookah with my family isnt looked down upon
The last thing I remember is sitting in a chair and him hand feeding me bell peppers
It's all coming back to me. I drank moonshine from a milk carton from a guy named tomohawk last night.
I feel like you guys are talking about real things and have real problems and I'm just over here like 'should I take muscle relaxers or get drunk tonight?'
I'm going to text my booty call and tell him nevermind, that I got the job finished by myself. That will teach him to text back faster.
This lesson is brought you by a psychology class.
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
I like how zombie Abe Lincoln and hooking up with a girl were on your same thought process.
It was easier that asking where the vagina platter is.
How many fucks given?
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I can't possibly be the only person who has ever eaten Cheetos with a spoon to avoid the powder getting in my fingers
I literally just want someone to fuck me and buy me cheeseburgers. I don't even want a relationship at this point. Just a chew toy and some food.
No problem...what are friends for if they can't rub eachothers genitals.
I know it's New Year's Eve but if you're going to have a bunch of chicks playing strip go fish in our apartment I need a heads up.
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