I left the party when things started to get crazy... and when I say crazy I mean: there was puke on the carpet, Evan was passed out behind a plant, Mary was making out with her ex while her present bf was making out with Nancy. Not to mention that someone fisted the wall. Also - someone is sleeping on your lawn - they might be dead, I didn't check. Later.
no. you can't hotbox the world.
I look like a poor person in the cast of Gay Oliver.
Dude, we're at Einstein's Bagels and the dude next to us is spreading cannabutter on his bagel.
There is nothing wrong with wanting a slide attached to your staircase
were lost, were cold and we don't know what to do with the stray cat we found.
did i paint my nails blue or do i need to make a trip to the ER?
I just wanna lay in my bed all bundled up as have someone feed me lettuce
Topless bubble bath with a lesbian is debatable as a gay experience.
Put it this way, at one point I was getting stoned on the roof of the strip club with one of the strippers while another one gave me a free lap dance. That wasn't even the best part of the night.
I just rolled over in bed and felt a bump. Turns out it was a lil nug. Talk about being princess and the weed.
I bought something for you today. You'll love it.
What is it? Drugs?
All I know is I got on a table at late night and sang gotta go my own way
Let's play another riveting game of "Whose boxers are hanging on my fence?"
did I ever tell you about my gay jesus theory?
Randomize
