Oh man dude like 1000 to 1500 milligrams. Its gonna burn like bad though.
There is a strange man mowing my lawn. Best day ever.
some how when im high sleep beats hunger...its like how paper beats rock it doesnt make any fucking sense but it still happens
It seems to me that once you begin comparing Jesus to hercules and calling him a super pimp you should put the wine away...
Imagine the time you most wanted to kill yourself. Now add a room full of jail bait and no booze. Multiply that by a million.
She alternated between blowing me and feeding me bites of the sandwich she made for me.
its the kind of night you break several limbs and say you were lucky
Just walk up to him nice, spread your legs like smooth peanut butter on toast and scream "LOOK AT MY BEAVER! LOOK AT IT!!"
Im gunna just be that one ballerina in the low V leopard thong leotard and everyone else can be boring and prude with their little pink tights on.
It's a "party harder or raise your standards" kind if night.
I have a big to do list for you. Number 1 - me. Number 2 - drink wine 3. Talk my ears off. 4. Me again
College has done two things for me. Given me the confidence to blow my nose in public and shit in public
LMAO I like how "don't worry I'll bring chasers" is your way of assuring things will be ok
starting to feel like a fuck wizard with a magical sixth sense for people fucking.
Thanks to a bad fart decision during a production meeting, I am now on my way to Target to buy new pants. How is your day?
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