Get out...Run...Or there's going to be a dick in your mailbox
Assholes at mcdonalds drive through wouldn't serve us last night even though we said we were on small motorcycles that were to small for them to see and weren't heavy enough for the sensors. We made noises and everything.
i'm home, then i'll come over
ightttt gangstaaaaaaaaaaaa
nvm.
despite contrary belief, getting peanut butter off your balls is not as easy as it sounds
I just saw a sign that said "STRIPPERS!!! As seen on Jerry Springer!". As if Springer is the highest honor. I'm pretty sure we're in south Georgia.
she was eating donuts out of the garbage. enough said.
He's yummy.
HE'S GAY. AND 40.
Irrelevant.
So I managed to get the bitch who has been copying off me all semester in History to copy the names of Pokemon towns off my test.
Even though we had just had to physically take her off of someones lawn she was peeing on when they came outside, she still insisted on walking unassisted the rest of the way home. It was dignity meets shit show.
Trevor is horny so he just called me to tell me all the things that he would like to do with his future wife. That's a new one.
Such a good question, let's ask the alcohol gods for the answer.
Bang-toberfest begins!!
Holy shit, did you actually CHOOSE to get hit by the alcohol truck last night?
Ahh yes. I lost my pants and swimming suit and phone charger. And I've found out who has them all even while hungover. Successful day. Nice party too.
So I was dancing on a table with these three girls and my bro. Started to makeout with one and as the song ended I asked what her name was. She said, and I quote, "Nate we hooked up two weeks ago". To which my reply was to lift my beer to bro and proclaim, "RAGE".
Randomize
