Yeah, I tried playing the "see how long he can stay inside of me" game.. And I lost.
I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
call of duty 2 was the straight man's twilight
currently hungover, lying in bed and cutting cheese with my drivers license. ashamed? not even a little bit.
i think you know its gunna be a bad day when it starts with throwing up into a red plastic cup
almost just walked around my whole building with my bowl in my hand before i remembered 420 isnt a get out of jail free card
I have seen more male genitalia at this party tonight than I ever want to see again in my entire life.
Today might be the day that I legitimately throw up in my saxophone.
She just ended a sentence with "and he doesn't even mind my herpes..."
Try and take me seriously and don't look directly at my hair or the jizz on my pants.
Yeah... I was considering changing that part but the boxed wine is non-negotiable.
I have just found the cubicle of sustenance. And I will rejoice at all the families that have not found this magic. This vodka cubicle of magic.
Apparently we carried the stove upstairs. I Woke up with it in my room.
I still maintain we were not that drunk......
Dude, Dimensionally it doesn't even fit in that stairway! We might have to knock a wall out to get it back down!
Eating an avocado like an apple while doing shots of fireball and watching finding nemo. I need to get my shit together.
I just had a flashback to us shaking up Gatorade mix and then inhaling it in your kitchen because it was funny. Now I can't stop laughing in work because that is the stupidest shit.
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