So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
I just woke up with a girl who has left and right tattoed on her wrists. In french. I may need to stop drinking.
DOES ANYONE KNOW THE NINJA TURTLES
Gentlemen...shes not going to tie her self to the table...
My god. We'll be gay porn millionaires.
unfortunetly they frown upon drunk on duty paramedics
It's the only time I've ever felt manly shitting myself
I might have been fine if i had magic teleportation powers and could have skipped the car ride between bar and home
He never gives up. He's like the fucking little engine that could of hook ups
420 is off to a bad start. Mark wake/baked WAY too much, and he has spent over $50 on the claw machine in the grocery store.
In the store looking for it now. They put the theatre/script section right next to the gay erotica section. Rude. Practical, but rude.
I rammed pretzels and Jell-O shots down the throats of those I loved.
Tolerating him while I'm not drunk is like trying to find a word that rhymes with orange
She puked off the side of the cruise ship onto a newlyweds balcony table and they watched it all happen then they made her clean it up
I'm not going out, it's sweat pants and gallon vodka night at my place and I'm the only one on the guest list.
This is because you lost at fooseball isn't it?
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