And if you don't call me, I will embarrass you publicly with a can of spray cheez.
Sorry about your blender, your tiolet, your weed, and your dog...
I'm eager to hear this explaination.
Found a cheerleading trophy in my shower this morning. Explain.
I can count the number of hours she's been sober this weekend on one hand.
You put your shot glass in your waistband and then told me how convinent it was.
It seems like every guy I've hooked up with all end up hanging out together, its like a cult.
omg. MEgabus. stoned.
Theres these two guys talking.
If you're still up for that roadtrip, I managed to end up in Louisiana and could use a ride home.
My tub is filled with twinkies which would be awesome if they were still wrapped and not floating in a mixture of bath water and what appears to be vomit.
He should know he can't successfully wrestle in pudding fully clothed. Amateur.
who is that guy in your bed? he looks like jesus..way to keep it festive
Sitting in my car feasting on the spoils of Taco Bell as Donna Lewis croons "I love you, always forever." A more perfect moment will never exist.
Like what? And no, shrooms cannot be party favors.
Well, I sent nudes with an Elmo t shirt on the floor... so there's that.
Is she blowing you? I'm in the closet.
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