Paul doesn't remember going to the bar and slept on someone's porch...doesn't know whose porch...maybe near Howard U.
He looks like Spencer from the game Dreamphone
Those former-lesbian gone white-trash bars always seem to be your favorite.
you were crying because peter frampton wasnt your dad
next time the cops show up in riot gear we should probably leave
and miss being on the news....no way
Nothing says "I'm a sorority girl" like puking at 830 in the am, wearing my anti-hazing pin, and getting ready for a tea party.
I love you, but you should know I'll always ditch you for weed.
Yea there's blood all over the porch but we wont have to buy alcohol for the rest of the week
Wouldn't life be so much easier if you could just walk up to attractive men and say, "Let me bear your children" and it wouldn't be creepy?
Or possibly end in a restraining order?
Last year I got a dildo in the mail on my birthday. Today it was just a credit card bill. Sadface.
They have beer where we have blood.
Sorry for yelling at you, I'm just really emotional about missing comicon.
I still hate everything and everyone around me. Krampus taught me nothing.
Dashing through the vodka, in a tinder swiping rage, all the fuck boys get a no, laughing all the way.
Yea...Let's just say I gave her the best 3 and half minutes of her life then she took a 40 minute cab ride home that she paid for...
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