you kept telling everyone that you were the mayor of silverware town
marching band practice is quite the interesting soundtrack to sex
I developed a drinking game for WoW. Everytime I die, I take a shot.
Please get laid.
Its so hard looking at my mom and pretending I'm not dying a slow death of binge drinking
Ok, maybe I don't want to know what happened last night... But somehow I guess I moved the oven.
just lying in bed drinking beer with a straw waiting for motivation. why?
That money I left you should go to the stripper that fell asleep in your bed. Sorry
Sure. But we have to be quiet.
Ninja mode activated
Red flag bro. Her only friends are barflys and a teen with a fake ID
I've decided that I'm okay with you getting a goat. I have to get over my completely rational fear of goats somehow.
Better not shit yourself at the gym.
You -do- realize there are other things to talk about than just how different parts of you smell like pussy, right?
You shouted “im bobby labonte!” In the process of shoutgunning a beer. He said you were too redneck for him...
All I could think about was how many vaginas had been on the toliet that I was pukin in
At least he uses his lack of impulse control for chaotic good instead of chaotic evil
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