I just packed a bowl in my room and use glad press n' seal to cover it so it wouldn't dump out in my pocket .
The only reason anyone found out he threw up is because everyone heard it sizzle the bonfire out.
How is it possible that I am in a completely different city, and there are 2 dudes here that I've banged? How????
You don't understand, we were on a waffle house. Both of us were absolutely certain we passed out at his place then BAM! Waffle house.
During your work shift I was either: a) stoned. b) high. c)stoned. or d) high.
A very confused plastic surgeon just called. Apparently I called asking how much it costs to get a vodka funnel installed straight to my brain...
Look at all the pictures I have of us sucking on jello syringes.
I'm about to have a bowl of Advils... without any fucking milk.
After you puked in the bathtub you claimed you were never eating quesadillas again and you never even ate a quesadilla
Dude I was walking down the street and threw up in a plastic cvs bag. Tequila wins again.
You ran out of his house yelling "I got the goods!" Then you pulled toilet paper rolls out from under your shirt.
I get off at 11. but they've been letting me go early cuz I've been crying a lot
I wonder if my sister will drive me around while I do bong hits in the back seat..
Well I kept shouting "you're groovy" at him and then I had a 15-minute argument with the bouncer about how many 9s there are in 100... it was definitely time to go home.
We left him in some bushes a few blocks down toward campus. Did he find his way home?
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