I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
you're like a bully in the Christmas story
Maybe she got knocked up by accident. I still refuse to believe that anyone actually INTENTIONALLY gets pregnant.
Just made nachos out of string cheese and sunchips and laying in my bed watching babay einstion..get on my level
I just test ran being their maid. I'm getting 50 bucks a month and they're buying the costume.
I hope my shame shaped pee stain outside your door goes away soon.
I THINK I JUST JOINED A GANG. PLEASE PICK ME UP.
I Can't even believe I threw all my pizza rolls at her, I mean not only did i ruin a good meal but now I dont have anymore
It's like a booty call, except its for tacos...and you're my brother.
The light burnt out and he thinks the power is out in the whole house. He is cooking a hog dog over two candles. I'm gonna see if he'll make me one
The sad part is that if I don't get a random pic of your balls or ass or both every month, I start to worry that we're not friends anymore
In my defense, I haven't stolen anyone's clothes yet.
Yeah, that's a plus.
I knew it was a bad night when the only thing I could remember was you force feeding me tortilla chips as I hugged the tire of my car and begged to have my stomach pumped.
But can mardi gras accurately capture the essence of my tiny rage?
I woke up and there is a small Irish man playing call of duty in my room. Discuss.
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