As a matter of fact my bong is named Hulkamania brother
Sad news: I might have to institute a "once-per-day" policy on getting trashed downtown. Sorry, reputation.
He added me on Facebook. I'm pretty sure he got my name from the inside of the bra I had lost in the frat house.
I just tried to text you by typing "whoa" into my contacts.
You'll get a boner for sure
Way ahead of you. Kinda awkward while paying rent but hey
I think Vodka is my favorite. Everything else ties for second.
I just wanted to let u know that I called the taco people and informed them what the fuck is up.
BURNT NIPPLES ARE UNHAPPY NIPPLES.
i feel like i am made of mashed potatoes. i love cannabis pills so. fucking. much.
Plus idk what to say. Like hello dapper gentleman will you pursue me in a midnight hangout where I can be choked
my nose is crying tears of wow.
you know what? fuck you, fuck your nana, and ESPECIALLY FUCK THE BLACKHAWKS.
I'm going to make a stack of pancakes and fuck it. Right now.
He deserves a nobel prize for his dick-giving abilities. 10/10, would ride again.
I tried to cut you?! I'm sorry! PS where's my hair?
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