I can't remember if we talked about feelings. Fuck you Miller High Life.
I know you are passed out now but when you wake up in the morning your keys are in the freezer and your probly gunna want to apologize to your gf...
NO FUCKING WAY. PLEASE MAKE HER IMPLANT THAT POOR KID INTO A RESPONSIBLE UTERUS.
Three 40's of Mickeys, is no excuse to be naked at Baskin Robins.
what if every blade of grass was a penis?
it was 5AM and you were field goal kicking solo cups into the sink
you started crying about dinosaurs being extinct
that's why i woke up holding that dina girls hand
she's a dina-saur
so its thursday, which means its time to resume communication with you
Harry Potter. Singing. Sobering up. In that order.
It was like stroking your vagina with a cloud.
Um...It has come to my attention that I may have said some rather vulgar things about Sean Connery to you and anyone listening last night, so...I apologize for that. I meant the things I said. But still. Sorry.
Out of everyone here, the sober one caught the cat on fire.
I have a fantastic sense of humor but being called a merman isn't funny
NEW HOUSE RULE! If you make it in a chicks cleavage it's 3 cups and bra off.
BP at your house from now on.
Im going for myspace 2006 goth bitch. Your worst nightmare
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