Think about all of the events that have led to this: me sitting in the back of my classroom drinking beer out of a taco bell cup, telling the teacher I have to leave early to go to an AA meeting.
Eating in charleston sc at a seafood place called "hymans". Like normal I had no problem finding it.
She had her laptop open and there was microsoft word opend and all was written was "no italianoo"
I woke up to the sound of a beer can being opened. I love him already
The waitress bought us a round. She said if anyone could do 52 margarita mondays in a row, it was us.
Sun* burn. But that sounds like wait.. Midsentence thought... It would be like swimming in a giant bowl of cereal.. Only I would be cereal. This is brilliant.
It was pathetic and I was covered in butter
It's like I just got slapped in the face with the cock of nostalgia.
I'm holding onto the sink for dear life. Pretty sure if Iet go I'll turn into a shit propelled man rocket.
I just paid for weed by taking him to the store to buy cheese so he could make empanadas. Best. Drug deal. Ever.
Did you get any pics? And I can only imagine how inferior you must have felt knowing that somewhere in that room was a guy whose penis was the length of your forearm.
So it was all good until she started grabbing my beard and telling me to "roar little lion"
So what if I got a tattoo on a bus, it was sterile.
He tried to throw up into a beer bottle. It was a complete disaster. Vomit went everywhere. It put the Bellagio's fountain to shame.
You're like a care bear with a big cock & a sexual prowess that would put the mighty Thor to shame.
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