What happened to our ballroom dancing plans
Just gave my manager part of my viccodin stash-my job is basically secured forever.
Wore last nights jeans to Christmas Dinner with the fam, found a half gram of blow, while they're praying ill be railing.
At one point, the guy you were fucking high-fived with the guy I was fucking. We should hang out with them again?
It was his first time doing shrooms and we made him ride in the truck bed. But he kept standing up and yelling when we stopped so we had to keep driving
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
I'm responsible for my client's overall well-being. Which is terrifying coming from someone that can't stop masturbating and eats leftover pizza just about everyday.
so I am that guy with the red solo cup in class. someone has to step it up.
Don't laugh, but I might need some advice on how to ride a crooked dick.
I'm playing a lilo and stitch drinking game
Aloha alcoholism.
Ok sry I left that ambiguous......did you want contact solution or fellatio?
Afterwards he face timed like four of his friends screaming he banged the hot intern.
I was the only one in group sessions to bring up sex as a stress reliever. Some of those people were awfully judgy despite the fact we were all in a psych ward.
You walked in with a bag of weed and asked for a watermelon. For some reason they actually gave you one, and you made it into a perfectly working bong. Two of them offered their girlfriends to you for the night.
I don't see why I have to pay for it.
your head went through the window, you're pretty much obligated to pay for it.
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