Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
It's a shame that I don't know his last name. Actually, it's an ever bigger shame that I don't know his first name
that's like riding a pigeon when you could fuck a bald eagle
He bought me a flower. He's totally getting head every day for a week.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
Just think of all the blizzard sex people are having right now
There is nothing like getting stoned and spying on people with binoculars
I tried. Now my legs are bleeding and I cracked my head on the coffee table. Never taking your advice again.
Clearly that person doesn't understand how efficient getting drunk and working out at the same time is.
He tried eating fireworks, to stop him being hungover in the morning. Where do you keep finding these people?!
When you wake up, just ignore the mess in the bathroom. I'll take her home when I'm off work.
I feel like there should be a database and you screen your boyfriend's scrotum and all the fucked up shit they've done goes on file.
I dunno. The drunker I get, the easier econ gets. I may be onto something here.
As soon as you told us you were an ostrich with a big penis, we began to wonder what you were on and if you wanted to share.
You walked right into the door. Even the door guy and security guys were laughing.
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