There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
but his dog just died...ill send him an edible arrangement or a 6 pack or something
well we are all hammered and my parents are reminiscing about all the times they drove us home drunk from Christmas
and then she yelled "im going to fuck the next guy that walks by me". so ya thats how i lost my virginity
He was streaking. We were hammered. We had roman candles. It only made sense to shoot them at him.
Quick question, when did I develop feelings, and how can I make them go away?
That's two questions.
I'm trying to figure if this dude sitting in his car with the door open is dead or just sleeping. Someone was probably wondering the same thing bout me 20 minutes ago. Your meeting is taking a ridiculous amount of time.
While all the other girls were trying to out skut the next, Cameron was just doing cartwheels around the bar. I think she's the only one who got laid.
I just got my hands on some dry ice. How do you feel about coming home to a mystical wizard toilet?
My tweets this weekend consisted of me telling every bar I went to that they were my favorite valentine. I've never felt like more of an alcoholic
It's Wednesday. And it's about that time to remind everyone that my priorities from last weekend have not changed moving forward into this weekend.
Names, who you're caught in bed with, both minor details
you asked the cab driver if he wanted to meet your parents, last night.
he said he was going to fuck me like a rabbit in heat. What he should have said was faster then a train and over before a commercial
COVER ME IN BACON THATS MY FETISH
ACTUALLY ITS NOT, I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT AWAKENS THE MONSTER BELOW THE BELT
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