My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
i hit her car. ill just send her a farmville gift in the morning. then it'll be alright.
im not an educated person. i just do things. and it works out in my favor
My favorite part was walking in the bathroom, you fixing yourself in the mirror, calling your reflection a fag, then throwing a haymaker into the paper towel dispenser before going back out to the bar.
Sometimes I wonder why I hang out with you. And then you show up half naked at my door with a half gal of vodka, and I remember why.
But it's a terrible idea. One erection and it's gonna go wrong
You know, he picked a really shitty time to stop sleeping with me to pay attention to his girlfriend.
You said, "can you make out with him for a little bit, I need a break."
yeah, that's what i said too. right before i tackled that street sign.
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
I gave her at least chlamydia. Maybe worse. She is also into chicks and loves taking naked pics. It's like the less I believe in Jesus, the more he rewards me.
I've had to much cheese to give a fuck about anything. im tired.
Got to the gym, getting changed, found a jello shot in my shoes.
Can I get my morals surgically removed?
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