we just made rock paper scissors into a drinking game
I bought the tickets, he brought the weed. thanks to you, we had to roll a joint out of my bible paper.
His apartment number was 69. I had to.
I don't drink during the week.... well, except for Bailey's Tuesdays, which I have to start implementing further.
His idea of a compliment is: 'you're cuter than your friend. If you both wanted a 3way I'd do it,but I'd pay more attention to you.'
Try and take me seriously and don't look directly at my hair or the jizz on my pants.
ya she's here .. it looks like she just gave up and passed out on the floor
The world is my kaleidiscope. I see whatever the alcohol wants me to.
He is crying over the toilet and his friends just came in and tried to make him take another jello shot.
We're high and this subject came up and I'd like a female opinion: if you were a dude, what would you do if a girl tried to give you a foot job?
Walt said he was feeding me so I wouldn't die. that's why there was pasta in my room
Everyone was soo nice and genuine.. Then again it coulda just been the drugs.
I'm so glad you support me having casual sex with your uncle
I mean, you have to swipe right on someone you had sex with last week though, right?
He's just been a dick since he set his face on fire. I just wanted to eat a fucking hot dog.
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