Not sure what happened last night, but there are four mini bikes outside and some guy is wearing my shirt passed out in the breakfast nook. Won't be telling the grand kids about this one.
You asked the officer if he could bring you to the same jail as T.I.
I was high enough to think that mac-n-cheese w/ ketchup, tortilla chips w/ ketchup, and milk was a fancy dinner
It hit me after I slept with his best friends and brother, that maybe I took it a bit far
i've met an abundance of virgins and guys who where flip flops, i thinks there's a correlation
nothing like walking down the street with a garbage bag of puke trying to find a dumpster
If him repeating sorry while thrusting isn't makeup sex than I don't know what else is
You defs just slept for 6 hours in a porta pottie. You should probably just kill yourself.
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
It felt like he was juggling my kidneys with the head of his penis... If you could even call it that, it was more like a lochness monster. Huge and mythical.
You are like a vicious sex animal persistently seeking prey
We have a little not a lot. We already rolled a blunt and named him Ron.
There aren't enough words in the English language to fully describe how worried I am for your dick. And the rest of you, I suppose.
I like to oil my gears with cheap vodka and strangers
If I ever drink whiskey again make sure I don't eat the plastic cups that I'm drinking them from.
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