i wanted to go smoke pot, so i told my mom i was getting tutored. she asked what time i would be back, i told her learning doesn't have a curfew
There's guys at my school running around throwing potatoes shouting "remember the famine." makes me proud to be Irish.
Before I dignify that with an answer, let me get this straight. You're asking me if I wiped my ass on the towels?
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
I bet George Washington got SERIOUS head back in his hay day.
This conversation has now reached a level of awkward that even a passerby streaking hobo couldn't break.
He's hot though. It's not like he JUST got out of prison. That was like months ago
It seems that only way I've actually improved myself after 2 years of writing for the school newspaper is that I've mastered the art of descriptive words to improve my sexting skills
No joke, I just found $85 on the ground. Must be because I bought you all that liquor. So much good karma.
Directions to your booty call: go down the part of Route 66 that has all the car dealerships, motels and bad decisions, go past the Christian college and turn left at the Children's Center.
this is the first time in over a year I had a pregnancy scare and actually would have known who the father was. I guess this is what adulthood feels like.
I feel like every man should aspire to get a blowjob from a sword swallower.
I have meat and whiskey. will you bring condoms?
You are the ghost of drunk bitches past, present, and future.
Where do you think black out memories go?
Into the dark abysmal abyss of the deepest, darkest part of your mind. It's obviously the bodies natural defense to protect you from witnessing the shit you do while actually blacked out.
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