Thanksgiving. A stoners favorite holiday
sent the pic of my tit to the wrong bbm chatroom
He bought me flowers. The card with it said: Sorry I cant get you off. I will try harder.
maybe next time you shouldn't be drinking alone watching intervention at 3 am and no one would think you needed an intervention.
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
the night got glorious when you tried to do an upside down keg stand with a near empty key and dropped it on your face
Don't mean to be rude. But did you, by any chance, cut down a tree from my neighbors backyard last night? And did you also drag it to my yard and burn it?
New level of high: If I could bathe in my salsa right now I would.
We are cuddling. She is so cute when she is too high to be a loud bitch.
If I die, I leave all my liquor in my apartment to you. Be a drunk bitch at my funeral. I wouldn't want it any other way.
oh yeah, there may or may not be a large boa loose in the house when you get home.
We poured some Korbel out for our homie Dick Clark.
all I remember is grinding on everyone in the room regardless of gender and quoting the lion king non-stop. We need to stop buying Jameson.
Yeahh. im on the phone with him drunk. he told me he found a pigeon in a cardboard box and named it quincy...
A drunk frat boy just jumped on the hood of my car while I was driving down Bridge St. He yelled at me to keep going since he was playing frogger and needed another car to jump on... or a log. I hate this town.
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