let's makeout let's makeout let's make out let's make out
theres a boy scout troop on my plane. right now theyre playing wilderness games. let me just tell you how excited i am to hit on all of them
Prostitute standing on the corner thrusting at cars as they drive by. New marketing strategy?
ah, there's nothing like waking up to picture messages of a strange man's cock. life is good.
haha, that's fucked up. flacid cock pictures are the mental breakfast of champions.
Who was that guy you went home with?
Hang on, I'm trying to ask his name right now.
YouTube is recomending me a video on how to make a home made meth bong, what has my life come to?
Nope. Can't afford girlfriends. Still looking for the 25 year old bisexual tripled who owns a brewery or a casino.. the search continues....
you had a pretty long talk with your shrooms in attempt to make them not give you a bad trip, it failed
What time did you start drinking?
Maybe.
Maybe isn't a time...
I apparently insisted on hugging all the bushes and apologizing for pollution on the way home.
It's cosmic balancing. My vagina is an instrument of karmic retribution.
We get drunk and make out in different places. Is that what love is?
We have a lot of substance abuse to do tomorrow its sleep time
The cop let us off with a warning because I had more Twitter followers than he did. The future is terrifying.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
Randomize
