Just incase you were wondering, the count of ladies who have perioded on chairs at our fine restaurant is now at 3.
yup. cregs moms pubic hair is still glued to the celing
We were squawking at each other for over an hour like chickens. Literally. Never touching the stuff again and never again showing my face at that Denny's.
You kept making up "snapple facts" every time you opened a beer.
Its like I instantly had a mental image of me in my mugshot.
I can do it, this is my punishment and I will accept it, plus id like to see the look on peoples faces when I throw up on them
Tim said I dropped my taco in a puddle and still ate it.
Ladies, we have an appointment at David's Bridal aurora this coming Sunday at 3pm. And an appointment at where ever tequila is served at noon.
I'm alone drinking at the bar and the titanic theme song is on. This won't end well.
That's like being smoked out by a unicorn. If the opportunity presents itself you fucking do it and don't ask questions.
The drug dealer had chickens in his house so I know it was good stuff.
The salesman at the smoke shop just told me my hair is glorious...
I decided I was tough enough to wax my bikini area myself. Long story short, I'll be drunk when you get home
Can someone please remind me later tonight that there's a taco in my purse. I may get drunk and forget I put it there
I didn’t spend $100 for a wax to sit here and listen to you FT your brother to complain about how bad the Jets are.
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