Exactly. All of us sinners go to hell and get nothing while all of the goody two shoes get to go to heaven where its all pink floyd, lasers, and pot.
I just read the lonely terrorist on nwa had 40 more friends than me on facebook
How many bratwuest were you able to fit in your mouth at one time? It's me, Hans.
whatever. i don't care. i just want to be drunk wrapped in an american flag.
I made him breakfast and we cuddled on the couch watching march of the penguins, which is, in case you were unaware, the opposite of fucking on a pool table
I woke up in solitary confinement, wheb they moved me the guy that sold me the pill of Molly at the concert was in the police waiting room, we nodded to each other.
I need to stop treating my body like that of a Vegas hooker on vacation in Ibiza
I woke up and he used my makeup to write "hope you don't get pregnant" on my mirror before he left
Sunday is the day of rest.
As in, whatever liquor is left after last night, you have to drink the rest.
I am still awake. And let me sing you the song of my people. Ahem. "I have a bottle of hydrocodone and you all can fuck off."
Might call you tomorrow on a drunken hate filled rant, or just a normal hate filled rant, either way be ready.
My concern for you and peanut butter is the reason I am still awake.
I just want to trace his tattoos with my tongue
Just because you can't have him, doesn't mean you can have his brother.
What about the best friend?
These business classes have improved my drug business ten fold
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