And then he said "I can't get blown while Gordon Bombay and Mr. Holland stare at me from the TV"
I was thinking about baking his mom "sorry you found out i was sleeping with your son" cupcakes
you insisted on breathalizing me with a inhaler.
My body has become completely dependent on Text Twist. I can't poop without it.
Hey wes just called me saying he was asleep outside by the pond at my apt complex
please visit steve this weekend, he is getting mature and responsible and shit which scares me.
Feeling better?
I can stand long enough to do the dishes finally. Been trying that all day.
don't get you morals all over my torrid fantasties
Prob because you've thrown up alot. As long as its not like pure blood you're fine. Drink water.
FYI: Brian said he left me in the bathroom Friday night to shower and 45 minutes later found me with a towel around my head, my pants on and holding my boobs. No more Jell-O shots for me.
Well I woke up and my arm was bleeding. And my blood is on the wall in the hallway.
Umm
No idea. I blame fireball.
Valid.
I don't know if your celebrity crush has ever asked you for nudes, but it's fucking awesome
The last thing I need is a possessed urethra.
I saw that he had a tattoo of a map of New Jersey on his arm, so i slowed down to like 20mph and pushed him out of the car
Do you ever just want to be mashed potatoes?
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