the not having weed thing wouldnt be nearly as tragic if it wasnt the one holiday where they launch bright flaming things into the air
so i walked in, looked up the stairs and all i saw was smashed pumpkin, tube socks, and marinara sauce
How was the bike ride?
Nope. High in the basement. Fruit cups.
Then we all started singing, "Our house, in the middle of the street. Our house, fucks a lot of freshman meat". It was magical.
While you were in the ER we decided to tailgate in the parking lot until security told us that's not allowed.
ill be fine wheb you get back. I'm gunna do real world things like washing the dishes. having to perform serious tasks brings you down.
Let's paint friendship bongs
I'm like the kid who wants his birthday and christmas equally. Every time I get one I want the other. Only I don't want holidays I want brothers
And now I have fucked a local celebrity so double free drinks at bars.
That edible kicked in right as I was upside-down on that rollercoaster. Fucking.mind.blown.
he went down on me to a drake song and now i think i need a penicillin shot
He bought me shrimp and alcohol and referred to himself as daddy. I am in love.
My hangover didn't kick in until like 4pm so I found myself puking in the middle of Times Square. During rush hour. In a three piece suit. A spongebob came by and patted me on the back.
When Dad gets to your house, ask him about the sound of anal beads. Happy Thanksgiving!
I blame her lesbian super powers of coercion.
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