Don't use my boy Weezy to support your whoreish tendencies.
susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
I just spilled my beer all over my laptop.. this is what i get for actually trying to do homework
I don't think requesting him as a BBM contact is proper protocol following vomming in his bed.
Does the whole "it was New Years" excuse apply this year?
dude, you cant keep using "she roofied me" as an excuse to bang all these fat chicks
walk of shame into the pharmacy with a busted up chin and laughing the lady at the counter rolled her eyes at me when I asked for the morning after pill.
I don't like sad things. I do like drinking though
6 beers, 3 orange crushes, & half a fire ball later & you get my alter ego.
You left me a voice message at 5 a.m. It was mostly incoherent noise, you screaming my name and then something about a man with two butt holes...
You slept on a pillow of digiorno
I'm in my onesie attempting to spoon-feed myself cold soup. I'm playing freeze tag with my hangover. My hangover's winning.
We drove through Taco-Bell on our way to the ER
so i showed up to the bars in a sombrero and a tie as a headband... so yeah, they didn't let me in
If it were up to me his wife would never get his penis again, but I guess they have some sort of arrangement
Yes, an arrangement called marriage
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