We just got home. I got some malt liqour and a lottery ticket so I'm really doing a lot with my life right now
I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
I'm drinking beergaritas with a dog who is high and a baby
your completely serious
I just wanted to share with you that my life has come to naked arts and crafts, to fix my flask, with a rum and coke in my hand... Good luck on your exam
This is true. I'm still having Jess write "no drugs" on my left hand and "except weed" on my right hand
I just rolled over in bed and felt a bump. Turns out it was a lil nug. Talk about being princess and the weed.
There's something very strange about masturbating in a hotel room. I feel like I'm cheating on my room...
Look bro I'll go half per boob with you, we split her.
Do you remember trying to make pizzas with the domino workers last night...while trying to speak their language with them.. spanish?
Just took a shot of 151, rimmned my middle finger in it, lit it on fire and lit a cigarette off it while flicking off my boss. How was your night??
starting to feel like a fuck wizard with a magical sixth sense for people fucking.
We fucked. Had a political debate. I won. So I sat on his face.
we were running around the halls trying to bloodhound search out the source of the weed smell, but we ran into six other people doing the same thing, and they all said they assumed it was us.
We hotboxed his bathroom. going to be a good night
Hotbox went wrong - smoke sets off fire alarm. Firefighters coming
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