So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
A joint and a Nerds Rope = breakfast of champions for the unemployed
There's a fat drunk walrus bitch here next to me and shes already puked and now falling on herself
OH FUCK NOW HER BOYFRIEND IS MAKING OUT WITH HER VOMIT HOLE
Sounds like a good blink 182 concert...
Being college poor has reached a new low. I am giving up on masturbating so i can save money on toilet paper
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
I dont know if he should be happy or mad about it but he's too big for a blow job.
there is mayo everywhere what the fuckkkk
I thought i'd save money with No Heat November but the amount of whiskey i have to buy to stay warm is probably adding up to more than a heat bill.
You told them that the brownies were safe, and then pointed to a passed out Ryan and said "see?"
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
oh you know, the usual stuff. getting kicked out of bars and sleeping in cars.
you ate the make a wish sign. Like actually chewed on it. It was our solution to going outside when the cops were there
I don't fucking know. I'm out stimulating the economy. Not locked in a room with a marker board.
Oh at the liquor store again?
YOU SLEPT WITH A GUY WHO HAS A BILLBOARD IN HIS HONOR?
Sorry I missed your call earlier. I was getting high with my high school band teacher.
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