my brother is a facebook fan of two things: God, and Rhianna. if he's not a prime example of the rare "baptist closeted gay," i don't know who is.
Not even the dog will look at me anymore.
how are pickles made is in the google history again... why do you always wonder that, and forget the answer?
These 5 days benders will be the death of me. Just living and breathing is a struggle right now.
she is medically diagnosed as a nympho. she has the paper to prove it. hell. fucking. yeah.
i'm going to look back at this as the time of my life when i casually dated that autistic guy
Well yes but because of that incident i now salute to truck drivers
Would it be inappropriate to do a science fair project on whether the type of drunk a person is is determined by nature or nurture
dude you're not even a fucking science major
I think he just tried to put your boyfriend in a trashcan....
The last thing I remember is him yelling from across the room "WE FINISHED THE HANDLE!"
It was 11pm.
I've grown it out to 70s proportions. I'm calling it my chastity pelt.
She said "I feel like I haven't reached my full potential" and I couldn't figure if she meant in life or with the weed..
Sorry this is the worst night of your life and that you're being a baby about it.
Swear on my life the dude next to us just ordered a pizza and I will fight to the death for a slice
I'm "drunk text both siblings" drunk.
Randomize
