We all just poured out a sip of our drinks for you. One for our pussy whipped homie.
The problem is he wears abercrombie jeans like there's nothing wrong with it
at the bar. watching boys pee in urinals. when they come out we give them a thumbs up or a thumbs down. probbb shouldn't prop the bathroom door open with a bar stool....
We're friends. And when I drunkenly send u a pic of my left testicle i would appreciate a response.
I'm sweating while I eat mac and cheese. That fat.
He posted on my wall. Idk if I'm ready for that big of a commitment.
raced the clock twice to day to see if i could get off before my computer died and before i left for my noon bar crawl... win, win
lets go back to having secrets in our friendship
It's like a party bus, but there's a glass, airtight wall separating the driver from the passengers, and once everyone's on, they pump vaporized THC into the cabin.
I was informed that last night we held hands while puking on the curb outside the bar.
We just have a real special relationship.
Eric and I just went in the hallway to practice our new handshake in a real life situation at live speeds. That high.
I'm not saying Tijuana was a bad idea, I'm saying that we make poor life choices. And Steve was robbed by the police.
My vagina feels like it's been kissed by angels.
You ran through a field yelling "I'm frolicking! I'm frolicking!" Then fell on your face. How is your nose today, doll?
His constant posting of "inspirational" Taylor Swift quotes over the past 3 days has me a little worried. It's like, holy shit dude, you're almost 30.
I'm floating on a rainbow and a purple elf is giving me advice. COME NOW!!!
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