I'm in a strip club that reminds me of a crack house from the 80's.
Also I am about to cut a ringtone from "Sex Machine" so James Brown can tell me to "get up, get on up" in the morning
I once woke up to the scream from 'get up offa that thing' and smacked my head on my desk
flashcards smell like vodka and my textbook is in the toilet. ready for the final
we're all still whores. we just have a theme song now.
I might scale it back and go as an investment banker. Which is the exact same costume as James Bond on LSD. I just introduce myself differently.
Do you recall us playing flip cup on your head?
How do you get a black eye playing beer pong??
you cant ever make fun of my bong's stick on moustache again. its the reason the cop let me keep it and my weed.
when I said energy drinks I meant cocaine
Another memory: We offered for a stranger to live in our house under the condition that he took the garbage out because it's a 'blue' job.
We are the best.
Ps. We need to take the garbage out.
I just remembered touching your bosses wife's fake tits last night. Thanks again for taking me to your work function.
I managed to break 3 nails and loose my stockings, but I made 87 dollars at the strip club. I asked where I could find an application on the way out.
I think I'm just going to get a farm, a vibrater, and a lot of wine.
All I want right now is a waffle and some fried chicken and a penis.
You remember my neighbor with the perfect ass? It's even better in assless chaps.
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