Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
Some chick in the back of my Psychologhy of Addictions class just did a line off her hand. She tried to make it look subtle.
that girl is introducing herself into your group of friends one dick at a time.
no jill really. Evrything around me is talking to me. The plant, my dog, the tv,the lamp. Its amazing.
maybe almost giving yourself a concussion counter acts a hangover
I've started grabbing my boobs in front of my lesbian philosophy professor so she'll give me a better grade. It's working...
You better fuck one or both of those bitches and bring me pictures that will make me uncomfortable
I can do at least one of those things.
You get drunk and try to bury your girlfriend in the sand JUST ONCE and all hell breaks loose
The window painters skipped us. They didn't know what to do with the giant SMOKE WEED in the window. So they just skipped it.
I feel like he's mythological. Like you just had lunch with the Loch Ness Monster of hotness
I need drugs. Hard drugs. Today. Not tomorrow. Today. Something relaxing.
So about that you can bill me for the chair but it was David's idea to jump from the window sill into the washer with "clothing pillows of cloudiness" to land on to get ahold of him you have to phone his mother
I just talked to her she really hates you like a lot
When he pulled out it sounded like a balloon deflating
last night someone said that theyd like to do drugs with a dolphin ... judging from the diagram on the wall we figured it out.
all we need now is a dolphin ... and some drugs.
I made the antidote to the nasty cognac. I AM THE GOD OF MIXED DRINKS.
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