well, if it gives you any insight into how crazy it was, i am currently wikipediaing "anullment"
WHO ATE OUR COOKIES WHAT THE FUCK THOSE WERE GOURMET
does dane cook know its not 2004 and that hes no longer relevant?
the dr. explained that the first big patch is called a herald patch since it's biggest. So his name is Harold the Patch.
Wow. You named your rash.
WAIT U DIDN'T FEED THE SQUIRREL?
Don't you ever say "drinking at 2" as if it's a bad thing again. I'm asking you as a friend here.
Bad idea. College students cannot afford both alcohol and a cat. Unless said cat is irish, and can feed itself with fifths of whisky.
At a Jewish lesbian wedding. I stick out like a sore, uncircumcised penis.
I'm so hungover that if we go to panera, I'll probably get a bread bowl to throw up in.
I just smoked weed out of a baked potato.
You rock my world.
I call him Seabiscuit because he's my trusty steed
let’s be honest I’d fucking Irish step dance on your grave, asshole
I need to start journaling my drunk thoughts. Drunk me is fucking brilliant & sober me is missing out.
I get so sad when I watch him slowly destroy his life with whiskey and cocaine. Then he bites my neck and I just want to fuck him. I can't help it.
Are you telling me right now that the weed man sexted you?
THE WEED MAN SEXTED ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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