theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
I'M GETTING MARRIED!
YOU'RE STILL MARRIED!
Intervention is following me on twitter.
wow.
she's laying in my bed with an ice pack on her vagina. how do you think it went?
she just walked in and said "well, I got peed on again"...
Yeah he doesn't get it. We had to change the subject to Keanu reeves before someone got hurt.
I'm sorry the first time we hungout you had to witness me throw up in the ocean then army crawl to shore.
I imagine her to be like a 19th century explorer/adventurer with different boys' hearts on her wall like animal heads
Like Teddy Roosevelt
My only objective is to get drunk enough to forget the last 364 days.
Either I spilled whiskey on my boobs last night or they are fermenting. Not concerned in the slightest
I told him he was a man of science and that he should conduct experiments on my tits to see how they stay up. I need you to hold onto my larynx when I'm drunk.
i am willing to donate my body to this science experiment when it means free blowjobs
Is her birthday actually on cinco de mayo? That makes so much sense
So... I sharted on the plane. It was hard to maintain my composure and acted offended at the same time. I hate you for not cutting me off last night.
wheres my face? and why is my pocket so big?
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