Lady came into work yesterday. Full on stache and beard. I've never concentrated on making eye contact harder in my life.
I don't believe these are real court rooms. They look absolutely nothing like law and order.
she's not going to take you seriously with an empty 40 and a sombrero on your head.
this is really not the time to pretend we have morals
we just saw you getting yelled at by the cops for trying to 'hijack' a street sweeper...how have you not been arrested yet?
I can coach you back to consumption. Think of it kinda like Rocky II.
I found him with a guitar and his kitten in his room. He was singing a song he'd titled "you're a cat". Guess what most of the lyrics were...
its official: beach shits are the exact same as mountain shits
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
Well I can't message him and be like "hey I was behind you in CVS a month ago and I remembered your last name and DOB and looked you up on fb and added you so wanna hang out"
A big toe in my vag is not foreplay.
oh, i solved that problem. i told him i wanted to steal my roommate's nephew. radio silence. haven't heard from him since.
I was all, oh. I've had tattoos and broken a limb. Waxing my lady parts will be a cake walk. I was wrong.
Just got my LSAT score...if you need me I'll be drunk in a ditch somewhere.
I just wanna go home jackoff, eat chicken fingers, drink beer, play halo and go to bed. I'm sick of this shitty school, the shitty kids and having to fucking teach them.
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