yeah, we don't understand. the wings losing for guys is like girls finding objects in their body..just weird and sad
from all the glitter we used it actually looked like a disco stick
i told the bartender last night that if the palace saloon made a calendar he would be every month.
It will be a surprise...all i can say is stripper clown
Well on a lighter note, guess who just threw up in the elevator
My goal of the day is to not shit myself. That's it. Setting the bar real low
How the hell did he get a boner in that type of situation?
Just thought you should know that we coat checked our fairy wings last night. Getting belly up to the bar was way more important that wearing our costumes.
You can wear my underwear. It'll be like old times.
Yeah I don't even know dude. This shit has reached new levels of ridiculous. Let's hope baby Jesus gallops down a rainbow on a sparkling unicorn and wills that bitch clean. I think that's the best chance we've got.
The guy next to me in the library just got a call from his roommate asking him to come bail him out of jail...we need to step up our game.
mhmm. we know where to go, which places have free bathrooms, how long you can be in one until its sketchy, we have this down to a science. we're like the college sophomore pregaming dream team
All of my Tinder matches have neck tattoos. It's like God wants me to go to jail again.
I did wake up to a random meat and cheese plate next to my bed, that was a thrill.
Wanna see if we can get cut off at bdubs again? The same hipster manager that is younger than us is working again
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