we're chasing vodka with high fives
what if the hokey pokey really is what its all about?
Part of my whole not being a slut anymore involves not giving other peoples boyfriends blowjobs
Whatever you gave me is making me lactate
I'm just sayin' man be careful, that chick has castration written all over her.
If man night ends at some point, hit me up and let me prove my vagina still exists.
Too much alcohol and too many lesbians. I can officially say I have regrets now. At least that's something.
Dammit now I'm pissed. Its like I am torn between two worlds. A world of girls, and a world of people punching other people in the head. Both are just so beautiful.
Figured out why that fly won't leave. It keeps buzzing through my weed smoke
Fly high, Fly.
Went to work in the same clothes from last night, completely covered in glitter...I didn't choose the hag life, the hag life chose me
P.s. I wore your shirt today and it has your blood all over it, but I am at a funeral home and they are using embalming fluid to get your blood stains out right now.
Really this has to stop, if they get any younger we will be breaking the law
I didn't want dick. I wanted spaghetti.
But at least i made friends with the nice lesbian cop. She knew i was her kind when she had to confiscate my rainbow/pride rolling papers.
The bar brought brought it upon themselves, they played billy joels piano man before closing, it's not our fault the bar isn't a bar anymore, right?
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