Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
I don't understand why some guys want to have a huge conversation while standing at the urinal with cock in hand...
I had my own version of the Hangover last night. I woke up to a disassembled Christmas tree, shit on the futon, and a hamster in the bathroom with a necklace on that said "Feed Me Bitch." I don't own a hamster. I don't know what I drank last night, but I want to do it again.
If you dont, I will tell Dad you are gay.
Fine, and I will tell him you fucked his business partner
Previous statement retracted.
Just walked by a yard full of girls wearing bikinis. I did my best to stare.
She was holding a turtle doing a beer bong out of a flower watering can.
I just walked past a woman in the bar stroking a mans crotch, yelling 'I made this. I made this happen.'
there is an extreme lack of margarita in my mouth.
I'm really hoping to find some quality strange ass tonight while at my court appearance.
btw theres a pine tree in the downstairs shower. the guys thought it would be a great free air freshener.
So good news, aparently I blacked out and tried to go in the back of the mcdonalds to thank the people for makin my fries
I'm sitting in the breakroom facing a very large sign that says "inappropriate workplace behaviors", and i can't help but feel like it is directed at me
BOOOOOOOOOOOO *takes away your hoe card*
I just paid a hobo to give me his Santa hat so I can take Christmas nudes. Will send them later, they're fire.
My mom said "I saw the signs you guys were high, so I made the spaghetti"....so ya, I'd say she definitely knew
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