I don't smoke a lot but now and then I do. Weed and I are like still standing naked in a bathroom together deciding if we should blow one another or bolt for the exit. An awkward relationship.
Pretty girls always come out on top. Or bottom. Whatever. Point is we come out with their boyfriends.
im pretty sure one of the guys i was dancing with at graffiti wrote on my back "you rock". now feel like a danced with a 5 year old.
He just said "wow, thats some rly nice hair! And those teeth..thosee are some cool teeth"
Dude, someone broke the toilet seat in two, the is a pair of panties on the kitchen counter, and the entire house smells like a brewery
She kept looking at me and saying "you are the scary high".
The neighbors outside are screaming at one another about God knows what and everyone is too scared to go outside and we NEEd more beer
I just asked her to come in through the window, this pretty much solidifies the whole fuck-buddy thing...
I woke up on his couch and my bra was flung across the floor and filled with animal crackers
He's getting Easter eggs filled with weed or Jell-O shots for his birthday
He brought over a bottle of tequila and a box of donuts with the Plan B, so I guess you could say things are getting pretty serious.
Got so drunk last night I kinda sent a super on point sext to his kid sister...say a prayer man
I realized it was late, and he was my brother in humanity and another incarnation of my own life force and consciousness, so I regained control of myself, thanked him for helping me, and went home.
i like coming up with different names when i reference that night. 'the night i got kicked out of the bar', 'the night i escaped from the hospital', 'the night we had that threeway'...
These business classes have improved my drug business ten fold
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