Yes, that's a picture of my balls. It isn't however an answer to my question.
she's crying while babbling "all i do is win"
He grabbed every salt shaker in the apartment and we haven't seen him since. He really really doesn't want to shovel snow anymore.
He tried to finger me at Disneyland! He tried to taint the happiest place on earth!
My diabetic professor who apparently didn't eat anything all day keeps passing out. I gave him a joint. He's gonna be fine.
Well, remember that night we took shrooms at graces an had to leave immediately to go home and hold each other on the futon and sob for four hours? That bad...
I crawled out his bedroom window, forgetting he lives in a split level and there is a 10 foot drop back there. I had to text him to come help me I twisted my ankle.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
I have vodka and explosives. For once, we can blow something up that isn't a blow-up doll.
Conversations we need to have while high 1) how mermaids reproduce 2) if blind people hallucinate what do they see 3) reincarnation
I made it crystal clear I'm only upset because he's not anywhere fit to be a father of my unborn zygote
I need to start using my boobs for good instead of weed. Although really they're kind of the same thing
There is nothing worse then the feeling after you've held in farts all night..
What's his name?
Fuck you, dude, I'm not sharing my weed anymore if you're going for the Panthers.
you bet i'm gonna rock his four-foot-two world.
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