We're exchanging pot brownie recipes in my substance abuse class. This is going to be an awesome 7 weeks.
Fine. Just this once and because its veterans day will I send you a picture of my tits. You're lucky I love this country.
How's work?
Spinning.
from the looks of the bare footprints in the snow it looks like i was dancing in circles which explains the frozen puke
the bar just sent me a facebook message congratulating me on being a regular and getting such good grades. my life is not real.
Someone else needs to become the bad example in our group
But you wear shame so well
i think maybe i'll just not watch it. i'd rather not think of you as a magical transforming set of dick holes.
the last thing I heard was you screaming as the rodeo team herded you to the next party
There are so many things that would come back to haunt me if I ran for President someday.
like that video of you mad stoned vomiting in the bdubs parking lot after going to a pizza buffet screaming how you needed to make room for froyo
Wat
What the hell happened to my hand?
Well, you got in a fight with a cabbie while jaywalking, but we got you to walk away. The problem was 80 blocks away, when you punched a parked taxi for "running you over".
This Christmas I would like to thank Jesus for cocaine.
She wanted me to stick my dick in the birthday cake she got me
I really appreciate you taking the time to blur out my excessive boob cleavage for instagram
Jungle juice breakfast? No? Ok.
Too high to wash a dish but just high enough for a kitchen fire
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