Do you think Capital One would let me put the Tub Girl picture on my Capital One card?
Beat you to it.
oh and i feel obligated to inform you that there will be no sexin' because it's 'lady time' for me. so this ain't a booty call.
Well, I didn't bring a notebook or any paper to class. Should I take notes on the sugar packet, lace thong, or condom wrapper that instead are in my school bag?
cliffnotes. writing studyguide on last pack of smokes. glad this semester is over.
Well after last night it's official...I cannot die...it time to use this power for good instead of handle contests
who paints a picture of their own dick and sends it to people. i dont know if its borderline crazy or just fucking genius...
blah blah blah they called me an alcoholic because I threw my beer at a Jesus freak. it was for the best
Pre-drinking/conditioning my liver for this impending hurricane party associated with cat. 2 hurricane Irene. Be ready to roll in a weather channel minute.
Typical Sunday afternoon purchase of condoms and a helium tank.
bah. we'll see. don't give yourself a boner of false hope.
I was afraid someone would drug test my pants so you set them on fire.
First things first, I always get more drunk than the birthday girl. Like, who's idea was it to sing karaoke? I killed it.
Should I wear my "kiss me I'm highrish" shirt for my drug screen today?
i let a mormon finger me. i don't ever want to be that drunk again.
I'm like a bad decision making factory. I need to sit down and have a chat with my decision making elves.
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