3:40 am: you never wrote back on my facebook wall
i chose cheese fries over sex for the third time this week.
hey can i play with your boom stick tonite? I'll let you shoot the love of jesus in my face.
come over
I just realized I use Twitter to keep of track of when I get drunk.
So you had sex with my brother?
It sounds like you dont need me to answer that.
Well after last night it's official...I cannot die...it time to use this power for good instead of handle contests
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
its not like i called off work either time for the purpose of tripping, it was more like well, i have nothing to do now today, there is acid and im only human.. but twice
I thought it was improvement but then i realized sex isn't an emotion and I hate everyone
he had a Pillsbury dough boy tattoo to remind him of his drug dealing days
is it acceptable to cross the border for sex?
You came into the club around midnight with a carton of tropicana o.j. & said you were starting a revolution.
dude. I can hear the air.
Also you think METH is on the same level of wanting to see the movie cats? We’re gonna unpack that later
So I figured it out. There's two types of shitters. Moaners and grunters. And on occasion there's a third. It's the ill fabled grunt moaner.
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