Can I come over?
Can't... I'm at class right now.
No your not
I'm outside by your car.
Dear __, it'd be a lot easier to fuck if you ever responded. So I'm throwing in the white towel, since I no longer know what you want. Sincerely, ___
oh and i really hope miley falls off this mountain she is climbing
I'm drinking reisling in a paper cup by myself in the garage.
awesome recipe for disaster- bar hopping at the airport
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
oh i have no idea about his personality. i imagine it's the same as it was- except now combined with a receding hairline and a beer gut
you were passed out in your cheese fries by the time he brought out your second order of french toast.
The guy I wanted to make out with just got beat up, let's roll.
Found out why I didn't have to go drug test. My boss grew pot to pay for grad school.
playing nyquil roulette. it entails taking shots of nyquil and hoping it doesnt kick in during sex or in public. game on.
It's sitting in bleach right now. You will be the creepiest coolest dude in my book if you made a bracelet from my tooth.
let’s face it, me joining a co-ed soccer league is like, 33% motivated by my crotch seeking a healthy outlet
These business classes have improved my drug business ten fold
I'm too hungover to Google him and try to save face.
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