There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
very cute, but more "I wanna put you in my pocket and keep you as a pet" and less "please bang me" type of cute.
good call on bringing her. it's always good to invite chicks who mix booze and prescription drugs.
I need a secretary to manage my drinking schedule.
The guy in front of me got in the club with his green card, that's awesome
Made out with a girl in a wheelchair and rode her around while I was blackout. On a new level.
I was dressed as bob Ross as this occurred
Hurricane Sex Time is the only thing iv said since it started.
Pretty sure I'm taking the break up well. Alcohol made me okay with it and drugs keep me agreeing with why I dumped him in the first place.
I defriended her. I just can't support someone whose profile picture is of their water birth.
I should start printing out disclaimer handouts and passing them out to people saying, "I can not be held responsible for anything I say or do this evening."
Stoned in a petco on a Saturday. I figured out that ferrets can eat themselves out. Just picture it. Never leaving.
Sadly he is straight as an arrow that is designed by a robot computer from the future with lasers.
This saddens me. Mostly because I want to see the schematics on that robot.
I know it's like I wanna bring somebody fun who I haven't drunkenly expressed my feelings for. Or hooked up with. It's a struggle.
I did coke with the Royal Navy last night. God save the queen.
He may be 6' 6" but I'm 180 lbs of pure rage and determination
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