I just walked by a ginger with a mullet. I repeat GINGER mullet. So help us God.
i was so high last night that i actually googled "how to get un high"
if you ask that question again our friendship is over
No, I'm not okay. Girls are wearing BUMPITS here.
The working title of my paper? "Tailgating: A Big Clusterfuck of Kids Who Dont Actually Give a Shit about Football"
The girl behind me in psych just tapped me on my shoulder to tell me there was a condom wrapper in my hood.
Just caught my first cougar this fake was worth every fucking penny.
She started howling at the moon. That was pretty much the deal breaker.
I don't even care that his girlfriend will be there. Us hooking up is a tradition and she will NOT ruin it.
This is a great bar, except you can't even randomly burst into song without them assuming you're drunk and cutting you off.
And by "schedule" I meant crumbled up liquor store receipt, that I wrote shit on.
I'm going to smoke the pathetic stems and miscellaneous particles that weren't good enough for all my other bowls because its all I have left. This is my bag's Rudy moment.
Right now Tom has the 2nd floor office bathroom under siege. He shit/clogged one toilet, and he's throwing up in the sink.
My mom sucked on that joint like a nipple and she was a fucking newborn
I'm not too sure what happened last night, but by the looks of it, we must have gotten drunk with zebras.
i have a serious question for you... Why I am i not wearing any pants?
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