So I'm playing pool in my cowboy boots and some guy came up looks at my boots and goes, "you should've got the boots with the fur"
you were licking his little sister's watercolors and trying to paint with your tongue.
On my arm I have 12 dashes, and below is written "plus 2 pretty stout whiskey drinks, so, you be the judge"
And your hair- I'd make sure to pee on it first.
i mean, i stole her boyfriend and beat her snake score on facebook within 48 hours. not her week.
why is there an outline of nathan's body on my wall in whip cream?
Is it wrong that I want to take the baby bump in her facebook pictures as "meal-ticket"?
She thought that based on the way she feels that she got drugged last night, but come on, her turn on word is hello, who needs to drug that??
I'm sorry you couldn't sneak away today. You're the only guy I'm fucking that I can talk with about the other guys I'm fucking, and I need some advice
Wake up. We're going shopping for booze and samurai swords.
Just listened to a full Christian rock song, loved it,listened to the dj send a prayer to a 4th grader who was having a tough year and realized I'm high as fuk
I've never been so excited to have my ass in so much pain.
I'm in the smoking section between a transvestite molly dealer and a group of juggalos. I shouldn't be that hard to find.
Thank you for stroking my rage monster tonight.
Being an adult is fun. You can experience a break up, then go fuck someone else in the woods.
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