Chicken burrito, or no deal.
Is that code for my vagina?
Who the fuck has ever referred to a vagina as a chicken burrito
Just threw up my room service breakfast with my fake eyelashes and pearls still on.
Haha he acted like he's never seen a tampon catapolt across the hall before
she said "the two best ways to sober up are to nurse someone or give a blowjob" and im gonna go along with it.
You seriously looked at the house acorss the street and implied that you thought they had nice Easters.
Was just explained ingredients in a four loko. Puzzles of the universe starting to piece together.
She just rubbed her face all over pool chalk. I feel like it's time to go
They're putting plan B in vending machines now. My life just got so much easier.
I just watched a guy smoke weed through a French Horn. He is my hero
Telling someone to make good decisions on a Thursday is like telling Santa to be Jewish.
Oh, also as a concerning side note, my bra had drops of blood on it. So I don't know what the deal was, but someone I was around was definitely bleeding a decent amount.
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
At least your vagina gets to vagina again. Dust that thing off.
You've reached your one pic per night limit. To increase your limit, start conversations before 9 and submit your request for an additional pic before 10.
We're sitting on the kitchen floor drinking and talking about mounting real light sabers to the dog's head.
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