3:26am: come over
you purposely dodge me and you could have stopped me from leaving, you know how far i live. YOU come over
4:11am: mnlodp
dude I don't understand hebrew and I'm not coming over
normal stoners make pot brownies. gay stoners make pot chocolate covered cherries on a cinnamon graham cracker crust which by the way are very effective.
Busta Rhymes just yelled at me! He cut a song off and I was clapping and he looked right at me and said "don't fucking clap." I was that white guy.
apparently it's not kosher to shit in a litter box when there's a line for the bathroom
and he said i stripped him down, hand cuffed him to his bed post, and tickled his arm pits, and then continued to watch The Hangover.
I returned her cell phone that I found in the bathroom, I felt the stretcher and the ambulance was enough of a learning experience.
I'm very fluent in vodka, but that seems to be a whiskey dialect.
I didn't notice because vodka
I think Facebook knows you fucked me. All of a sudden I get everything you do in my news feed.
Sooo a reasonable response to someone eating my lunch is to set the place on fire right?
Let us rub each other in fish scales and become mermaids
That isn't the worst part. It got a bazillion times more awkward when he read me a poem he wrote about his dead cat.
Breaking news: when you're gone every towel is a dick towel
so then the cop took one last hit off our blunt and then drove off in his car and we just all stood there thinking, yea... that just happened...
conclusion: canadians have really freaky sex
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