I feel like I'm back in highscool trying to hide my erections at work
imagine playing with puppies while we're drunk.
Like... we could film it and put like, "do you believe in magic" as the backround song and it would be complete joy.
almost just walked around my whole building with my bowl in my hand before i remembered 420 isnt a get out of jail free card
So i guess i slapped the girl sitting next to me leg and said "You know what they say, got fat legs...you gotta fat BOX"
well, 500 bucks doesn't grown on trees, and i need that bear suit for any chance of vagina access.
i remember too much of last night for it to have been successful
Just pooped at the strip club. NOT NORMAL . I may be a little too comfortable here.
no, throwing your underwear at it is not the solution to everything
I'm on my fifth cocktail in twenty minutes. I don't think I will end this on two legs.
And after that you guys started calling arbor mist "breakfast juice"
That would make regret #10
He was more like the original regret
we got kicked out of her coke dealer's house when we wouldn't stop quoting "a league of their own"
communist
You went in the back with her.. And honestly I couldn't tell her neck from her tits man..
Currently putting together my outfit for this weekend, AKA a poster board that says "I'll cook you breakfast and do all your laundry, take me home." On front and back
Oh and he asked if I would occasionally still blow him if we had children. It was so romantic.
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