Where are I am going home with Ryan
I don't know who this or Ryan is but it is probably too late to talk you out of it
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
just walk of shamed past a man riding a bike. RIDING A BIKE. what a wholesome life he must lead.
I'm also 3/4 on the frats. Its like my goal of traveling to all 7 continents, but different somehow and a lot less morally sound.
No but the chipped one is crooked now. Clearly I didn't use my hands to break my fall. I used my face
I honestly can't remember your justification for putting peanut butter on your cell phone.
my night ended with a pity blow in a racecar bed
He had seven beers and tap-danced on the table like a pro. HOW DOES HE DO IT
You got into a heated argument about Frankenstein's intelligence while double fisting burritos from taco bell.
They wont sell alcohol here on election day! HOW THE FUCK DO THEY EXPECT ME TO ENJOY THE ELECTION SOBER?
I don't know what weirder, the fact that I flat out said "I thought I deleted you from facebook" or that she responded with "I just hacked your account and readded myself". Never thought I'd say this but I wish drunk me would stop making friends!
Got a text that the fed tax return dropped into my account just before getting on the first leg of my flights the Vegas. Fate? Viva Las Vegas!
Halfway through she said I was exactly like she imagined. So many things have been stroked this night.
We could probably bang our way to enlightenment. However acid helps.
I can tell that I'm high when listening to celine dion becomes such a life changing experience
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