she was left over bi-product, like the hotdog of the human race
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
My main thought on the Olympics: I need LESS cowbell.
Can you call him, he said something about going to the balcony to pee and now hes texting me saying hes lost
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
I had her number in my wallet, I was sitting on a winning ticket for the blowjob lottery and didn't know
he's dressed up as pikachu 3 fucking years in a row and gotten laid each time. i don't understand
...if you're living vicariously thought me, that was a great blow job you just gave in the B&N parking lot.
Duuuuuuuude, I need you to sleep with my girlfriend so I can tell you both to move out
We can Fuck in the shower to save time
And this is why I like you. You're so damn innovative.
I'm literally taking a shit naked holding a bottle of wine.
I feel like a sex bomb and I need to go explode on somebody
It's Jesse McGoddamn Cartney, the whole world sings that shit
Bro. I traded my coat. I have a Raiders coat now.
I went in for a high five.. He went in for a kiss.. Today is a good day
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