The sweet smell of jungle juice and bad decisions is calling our name.
It involved homemade coconut rum, a waterfall, and street signs. I'll leave the rest to your capable imagination.
Its going to be drunk as shit/pirate themed. Im dressing as the former.
Just warning you the last time I had captain Morgan I gave a blow job to a guy that looked like Jesus.
June 16th my calendar just says boobietassels....I can only assume that has to do with you
A "Tom-vomit" is when you puke but cough as it comes up, so you close you mouth as a natural reaction and the vomit is jet-propelled out your noise.
At some point, it turned less into sparring and more into tough guy dry humping.
My new hobby is moving his stuff to random places in the house. Good luck making a smoothing at 6:30 in the morning, the blender top's in the dog food container
What's the place called?
I searched "county" on google, but....there's a lot of results
Now go get drunk with your fam and get back into ur christmas groove. No time for gonnorhea
Grilled cheese and shark week. Unemployment done right.
Sorry I've been a slutty nightmare this week
Lesson Learned: It's not a party until someone pisses their pants.
I don't want a big night. But I am okay if we wake up in a penthouse at Crown Casino.
Fuck your bullshit loser kid and his gluten allergy.
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