we are all sexual creatures
yea maybe. but you're not. you're not getting any.
I must say, I don't like the act of throwing up, but the feeling after is quite delightful
the semester is winding down: time to procrastinate by googling cheap keg options
And I know a few people wouldnt want to even be around high people. Which is sad. But jet packs are cool.
I told him "thank you for wearing a turtleneck yesterday, I no longer have a strong erg to have sex with you. " He is no longer speaking to me.
His penis makes me feel like a mystic dragon sliding down a turbo slide covered in white gumdrops and sour cashews
Same.
High as shit. I just described caramel syrup on crackers to my mom for 15 minutes...
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
Yeah I was convinced everyone knew I was high. Time was passing way too slowly for anyone NOT to notice.
If you quit, you're not going to stick to our game plan of dead by 40. I will not be in the titty bar nursing home without you damning
Damnit.
You know the cave of wonders in Aladdin? That's how I feel about his apartment. Except with blow and other treasures.
If its not for food we ain't going out.
I did not get pleasing results from googling “Bob Ross goat”
But then our conversations are like black box recordings. Just the stuff you hear when the plane is going down
They picked up the lamp, held it aloft, and proclaimed apropos of nothing “this is going right up my ass”. LOUDLY
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