We walked 2 miles, legit 2 miles, and purchased 7 half gallons. One for each of us. Intense
i just called corporate taco bell to ask about the life span of a chicken burrito.
Making the executive decision for drunk you to not sleep in the lofted bed that has no ladder
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
Sad news: I might have to institute a "once-per-day" policy on getting trashed downtown. Sorry, reputation.
We glued Jenga blocks together, called it "magic blocks" and sold it to the stoners for $50 and a bottle of Henny
I swear to Christ if it turns out to be an intervention, i will set you on fire.
A beer is a heart your wish makes!!!
I hat to flip my "days since last bad decision" chart back to zero. So...yeah. Sigh.
I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I've found the One.
I think someone cast a spell on the lazy stoner rich boy stereotype and it came to life and called me.
My throw up tasted like pumpkin, fall is right around the corner.
I just sat watching friends in the bathtub by candlelight...nights like this make me wonder if I ever want to be in a relationship again
I've pulled 4 ticks off of me. This is the last time I suck dick in the wild.
I lost my wallet so I paid for my cab ride home with a sausage sandwich I found in my purse. Must have thought it was my wallet.
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