Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
I specifically asked you not to be slutty tonight.
Where are you???
With some dude on the way to his house to blaze
You went back to a stranger's house????
He isn't a stranger...he used to be on kids, inc.
I love LA.
we sang an acapella version of barbara ann to his voicemail...i'm not drinking again until tuesday.
He said we were driving the golf cart through the woods screaming 'iceroad truckers' for four hours in the dark
Dude, she looked like the Canadian Slam Poet, neck hair and all.
So i was told that i peed in the sink, had sex with a pillow and banged on a washer while singing idian chants
I'm sober in pajamas at a bar. Nothing is ok about that statement.
in a garage, wearing a toga, theyre debating the logistics of Coke Pong. If I don't make it out of here... it was me who stole your Barbie in the 4th grade- I've never forgiven myself.
Ya bro it was wild. Hey, is latex digestible?
When he gets asked "is it in?" more than his name you arent missing out on much more than a petite tampon.
We met a guy named Raymond. You called him ramen all might and told him you would eat him up, "like sex, on a budget."
The boys wrestled in the living room for the last condom while the girls chanted, "THE LAST MELON."
And then he said he wanted to "get really weird with me on my horse." I took that as he wants to fuck me while riding my horse. Could be a good time.
WHY DID YOU DRUNK DIAL MY MOM?!
Because mine was sitting on the bar stool next to me...
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