I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
In a meeting with the accounting department. This shit is even more boring in real life and there isn't a professor to wake me up.
Sudue. BIG CUP LOTS OF NOMNOMD TUOSPY
She's trying to figure out what kind of dinosaur I am... Yay codeine.
Oh you know, watching its always sunny and petting his cat and NOT fucking. I'm starting my whorefree 2012 resolution early.
This is like the best thing that's ever happened to us. We're getting paid to sit around get high and eat. There is a Jesus
Question: trumpet bong. Can it work.
We found you facedown on his couch in a pile of cheerios, with only one shoe on. Dude you said you were staying in last night.
I'm a hopeless romantic that likes rough sex. Judge me
Sitting in my car feasting on the spoils of Taco Bell as Donna Lewis croons "I love you, always forever." A more perfect moment will never exist.
Ended up in some house where this dude has a $1200 leopard cat
All I can think about are the cheese it's on my desk at work this morning. Like are those apologetic cheese it's or does he seriously think he still has a shot..
Jello shots and homoerotic movie scenes bingo?
He held my hair back for me while i vomited in my driveway last night and i repayed him by farting mid-heave.
Road head absolutely translates. That's the beauty of road head... It's so portable!
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