You can't wash away shame.
I can try.
community service is like the breakfast club... except we're all the criminal.
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
she is graduated, working for the school, and puking in the bathroom of a frat house. she wants brush her hair so she doesnt "look trashy". im in love.
It's sad because pictures are supposed to say a thousand words, and theirs just say 'fat'
She was having a seizure right in front of you, and you asked, "So there's no more donuts?"
They poked me and kept screaming "LAUGH DOUGH BOY" it's like 3rd grade all over again.
well considering we left the bathroom with the mirror off the wall, a bloody nose, and clothes all messed up they assume im just a coke whore now..
As long as you're naked and covered in glow paint, I'm there.
The only thing I remember is vomiting and then feeding my dog a Mcdonalds cheeseburger and telling him yolo
I'd like to stay optimistic, but I have this nagging suspicion my penis is in for a disappointing holiday weekend.
Mostly i might never get belligerent again because im gonna have to keep track of a diamond ring.
I just smoked a bowl with the lady who runs the special olympics. Your move.
I feel like my stoner spirit animal is Janice from the muppets.
AMERICA LOVES YOU. RIDE THAT DICK LIKE PAUL REVERE RODE HIS HORSE SO MANY YEARS AGO
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