he like comes into my room and is like..."can you fix my pants" and then just drops trou
I have no idea what happened last night, but you're the only person I remember smashing my face into. Be honored.
I just found blacked-out interviews on my voice recorder. Go journalism.
all I know is I'm really rwfly really really stoned and a bunch of Korean people are yelling at me
It's ok I'm watering my plants with a 40 in my camelback, people are staring
I just explained it as we hate everyone in the world more then we hate each other. Thus making us friends. Plus we drink...a lot
I think drinking is the foundation of our friendship
the cab driver said that we weren't the worst shit show he'd ever seen, CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!
Going to the u of w I constantly have that moment of, oh hey I felt you up at that rave at folk fest that one time. Winnipeg is too small.
Selling our snow shovel to buy more beer. Not your brightest idea.
Stalker pic that shit
He left, I think he got uncomfortable when I started singing 'oompah oompah doodley do, I have a special riddle for you'
I'm at the point where I'm more upset that he got to keep my bottle of Fireball than that he stopped talking to me with no explanation
There's something empowering about being at dinner and sitting across the table from two men you've blown.
Yeah, everything was going great until the mugging.
I possibly am a tad bit not really but maybe slightly intoxicated.
Drinking is such a hassle. I wish I could just press a button and be drunk.
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