They wont let us in. Theyve some sort of no Daft Punk costume rule
He was in me and said I can't believe this happened because of facebook. MOOD KILLER.
We have to talk through the words with friends chat so his gf won't find out
I just remembered you had me meet your law professor while I was wasted...how'd that go?
I've been trying to brush my teeth for 20 mins now... Mother of hangovers.
I love shooting for the middle. Those girls never wake up well.
Heb just said, and I quote, "let's go to Who's On Third and fuck a fishbowl with our mouths. I am going to fuck this van." and then he humped a van.
The whorange rubbed off. His white shirt was so gross at the end of the night I told him to frame it.
Going to be a long day. text me later. Sorry I puked in your sink.
I believe in weed hangovers. To say the least.
THE CEO RESPONDED TO THE MEMO WITH HIS "UNICORN" EMAIL ADDRESS AND NOW HE'S APOLOGIZING TO EVERYONE FOR USING HIS PERSONAL EMAIL AT WORK.
When I was hooking up with this guy last night all I could think about was if we were in Game of Thrones... I need to stop doing drugs
YOU HAVE PISSED AND FUCKED ON LITERALLY EVERYTHING IN MY HOUSE
Not everything, just a few things. And only a few times. The odds are really not all that bad when you break it down.
you’ve pissed every time you slept over. there’s no such thing as odds anymore. it’s guaranteed
I think all three of us just need to suck it up and go to lunch with him to keep our bar tab down
dude can you explain to me why i woke up on your sisters floor with moutain dew and chips everywhere
i dont know im at your house.
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