I'm more concerned as to why he has a playlist entitled Dem Club Beats.
season finale of lost and an oz of weed. tonight my mind is going to be blown.
It was as if you forgot how to speak normally. All of your words came out either backwards or in song form
at the hospital. he locked himself in the kitchen, said he was making beer batter shrimp. don't know if it's the mercury poisoning, alcohol poisoning or second degree burns they're holding him for, but i've got a pretty guess.
It was kind of like a train wreck, except alcohol would have improved the situation greatly.
It's like my butt was the only innocence I had left and now I don't even have that.
How high are you?
I feel like breakfast can just fly into my mouth
I FOUND THE LEGS
It's official. Post baseball sex is better than post hockey sex. I hope the Blue Jays win the world series.
I have no clue how you survived last night but I applaud you. 21 body shots off 9 bodies in under four hours has to be a record.
Only thing that feels right is being horizontal in the fetal position
It's official. I have spent more money on weed than on textbooks this semester.
I just walked across town, stoned off my ass and barefoot in 35 degree weather for him to bust five mins in and then apologize 13 times as I got dressed.
We left Waffle House and he took off running five miles down the road saying we were "training for the Olympics." And I mean, I couldn't leave him out there like that...
was having sex but got distracted... he instragramed a pic of his crotch
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