The guy drove to our house at 6am to sell us weed. Now that's customer service.
I skipped class, don't know why though bc all I did in the meantime was cook pancakes and watch infomercials..my life sucks
i stalked him back to the creation of his facebook in november 2008. that bad.
my new ipod has external speakers and a video camera...all i can think about is how much more convenient it would be for me to make a pretty decent sex tape
can we change the rule from "no one is ugly after 2 am" to 1130 so i can justify last night
I've awoken at 3am again, in a night terror, just thinking about how big his dick was.
"it's Wednesday" isn't a good enough excuse to take my debit card and use it for your own drunken needs. You owe me 250 bro
No longer allowed at circus circus apparently fuvking in the elevator is frowned upon.
i feel like there is just so much pressure to sex him up, its like the weight of the world is on my vagina.
She looks like she smells of sausage, sunblock and sorrow.
I may hire someone just to sell my family the drugs they keep asking me for. It's cutting into my doing drugs time.
1. My arms are cement 2. I wish dogs could answer the phone
you got in a fight with your imaginary friend last night when he didn't catch you after a surprise trust fall
I feel like dick that good should always be within a five kilometre radius of me.
I'm rolling and just noticed that the thread count on these sheets is horrendous.
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