You also had the stripper slap the shit out of me for not having any money....remember that?
And I wrote a rap so it was actually a productive afternoon minus not paying our bills.
i want the original willy wonka imagination song to come on when i take a girl to my room
12 garbage cans filled with water, a beer can floating in every garbage can, 20 ft. apart and you shoot with dodge balls..and thats only how the night began
i think i had to give the cab driver my id to get home last night because i couldnt talk.
Her exstacy made her nickname everyone David. Nobody knows who the fuck she's talking to so we just say no to everything she says. She's crying.
My professor just used the phrase "balls deep in your mind". My day is officially made.
and PS, please don't fuck in the corn maze, k?
Everything sucks i just wanna cry and smoke a bowl and pet my cat and die. All at the same time
Exactly, there's no such thing as commitment at foam n' glow
Done deal I'm dying it right at this moment. I'll need a red Speedo and a half shirt that is extremely tight. Like nipple tight.
I think you're my mermaid sister. Separated at birth, by sea.
Only you could make a stripper uncomfortable by eye fucking her too much.
Just met my future wife. Please dont fuck her.
AND ONCE AGAIN THE HENNESSEY MAKES ME A SUPER SAIYAN
Oh for fuck's sake, is that why the couch is in the pool???
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