Getting food. Want anything?
Vagina. Double meat no buns. I have the secret sauce
I looked him in the face and asked if we could stop. he asked why. I said "I can't feel it.". ...I feel bad; I should have faked.
Drunk. Just jacked off for the third time in an hour. I love not being Catholic anymore.
I'm sorry. Both for you two breaking up and because I just ate some of your cheez it's.
he was drinking wine. Puking into an empty water bottle. And eating french toast. ....All at the same time.
its not thanksgiving till you and grandpa shotgun beers out in the shed, and lose
It would be one hovered percent delicioui
Not sure why I sent you a picture of a black bear last night but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
This guys mom bought us a 24 pack and drove me and 8 others to a frat house... Hello moms weekend.
I apparently insisted on hugging all the bushes and apologizing for pollution on the way home.
he has a party story that rivals our "PTSD- soldier-with-a-knife" party story. I'm pretty sure this is part of some prophecy.
Someone put pennies in the toilet. This isn't a fucking wishing well
Hi. Tara tells me your sandwiches and stamina are substantial
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
Just blew on a shot of whiskey to cool it off, like it was soup...
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