: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I bet a guy could be masturbating under the table now and people would just think he was clapping along.
After I threw him out he walked down the street peeing in stride. I almost wanted to let him back in.
As long as there aren't any pictures of me humping the penguin, we are good,
Not only is he in the circus, the man survived a near death experience and has an accent. She might as well have found a unicorn. This shit just doesn't happen in real life. Where did she meet this magical creature?
Florida has a way of just fucking with a person's soul and jizzing all over their hopes and dreams. Like existential bukkake.
I really want to throw this drink in your face but it was 6 dollars that shits expensive
First table when you walk in. Can't miss us. I'm wearing a feather boa and a green hat
You had me at first table
I'm pretty sure my intestines are bleeding but I'm still going to Orlando to catch that orgasm.
We need to make boob twerking a thing. I feel like that's why vine was invented
Packing a mid day bowl in the Sonic parking lot. Have I gone too stoner?
Why do guys insist on chatting me up this early in the morning? I'm just like "Dude, I look like the bastard child of Einstein and a troll doll. Let me eat my Hot Pocket in peace."
I watched you down those shots like a lion cub watching its mother rip apart a gazelle
Should I rub the neighbors amazon package in the dog shit they left on the front steps?
I forgot that I'm high because of how high I am.
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