party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
you were smoking 3 cigarettes at once saying 'cancer isn't real! Its all in your head!'
your dad just showed up on the golfcart with a keg. i. love. our. neighborhood.
Also, just saw a kid in a gorilla costume being questioned by a boardwalk cop. I love ocean city.
I asked you how much you drank and you replied with "I don't know what kind of toothpaste I use."
hes the hot one from work who thought i was dead after my party
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
Dude you ate toast sprawled out on my kitchen floor and said "this is comfy". No more day drinking.
He simply fell in the fire, rolled out and continued to finish his bottle of vodka. Everyone else instantly sobered up just watching it.
I just singed the hair in my nose trying to re-light a joint. now all i can smell is burnt hair. day ruiner
Not gonna lie, Wednesday was the perfect day to get laid off, all I've done since is watch the Simpsons marathon
Nothing will stop me from making the title of my paper "The Great Political Cock Block." Absolutely nothing.
Seriously I'm not after your cock. It's a nice bonus, like finding $20 in the dryer, but not the reason I hang out with you.
Correction: Jimmy johns. The one pita pit employee has been an asshole to me ever since you locked them out of the store
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