She is totes cute on her twitter. Which totally sounds like a euphemism for coot.
yeah, we don't understand. the wings losing for guys is like girls finding objects in their body..just weird and sad
dear roomies, would anyone wanna donate the booze they left in the fridge over break to the "your roomies snowed in and all alone" fund?
UD be completely fine. you don't lose control just keep a positive environment. for example i really want to lick the wall cause red is delicious but i don't have to.
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
It seems to me that once you begin comparing Jesus to hercules and calling him a super pimp you should put the wine away...
It's not that drunk me is smarter; it's that sober me is secretly playing for the other team.
Can you explain to me the broken disco ball in my front yard?
Someone woke me up and gave me a sprite and some pills. I put them in my belly button. Trust no one.
I think I'm gonna quit partying for awhile. Piercing my own nose is where I draw the line.
She said pants are for pussies while spooning peanut butter onto her frosted flakes with a serving spoon. She's not even high yet.
Things my liver can't take in one weekend. Surprise nights off at work and male strippers. Woke up jaundiced.
Dude. You dropped to your knees and face planted into the rocks. And continued to talk on the phone and laugh. That's where those cuts came from.
ok so you're 100% sure this time that he isn't your ex in disguise again?
If I die bedazzle my coffin please.
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