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I hope you had to get up out of bed and walk across your room to check this text message
It's a Lindsey's Going to Jail Theme party.
Oh just living the dream. And by living the dream I mean drinking franzia out of a martini glass and watching family matters. Also, drinking every time Carl Winslow has a mustache and Eddie wears MC Hammer pants
There were so few words spoken that I'm not sure if it was make-up or break-up sex.
Pretty sure I just heard the turkey yell "don't put me in there" as it was going in the oven. way too high for this holiday.
I've decided to dedicate my life to finding out which flavor of Gatorade tastes best after you brush your teeth
Your stoned with a 2 year old in the room....and that makes you want to have babies?!
I just want a man to crawl into my bed with me and never crawl out. Anti socialism at his best.
His mom finally got over her shame and smoked a bowl with us. Merry Christmas to all aka me.
There is a cooked ham in the washing machine.
we panicked because we couldn't find you anywhere, but then we found you tripping in the bathtub with Marie's cat. there was no water. you thought there was water, though.
My butt remains clenched, sir.
At least you didn't lose your virginity to chumbawumba
You seem like the type to go to a craft sale baked out of your mind. I like you.
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