bahahaha. this guy working at subway literally has someone's name tattooed on his arm, crossed out, and another name below it.
I wonder what a non-hungover friday at work is like
He was rambling about life and dignity and happiness. but all i kept thinking was PENIS. YOU HAVE A PENIS. I CAN SHOW YOU WHERE TO PUT THAT PENIS.
I'm pretty sure we put the facepaint on during whippets
Close. The correct answer is shitting in a public toilet. We also would have accepted the pit of despair.
Did you sleep with Connor? And who undressed me? There's a picture of two guys peeing out my bedroom window. What happened?
I've woke up in his bed 4 out of the past 6 mornings. I feel like this might be the time to learn more about him then his first name and what kind of beer he drinks.
I might not remember all of last night but I clearly remember the part where I humped the mailbox.
I come back upstairs and there he was sitting in a speedo. He handed me a blanket and said "let's cuddle" how is this real life?
Will that be creepy to wake him up at midnight with my tongue all over his body??
He's passed out. He nodded his head when I asked if he's alive though...so there's that
she fell THROUGH the wall. All in all id have to say that my neighbors where pretty chill about it tho.
I’m going to have to rewatch all of them. Drugs, man.
april was a good month for me, sexually...doubled my number, had a threesome, fucked a girl for the first time and two different boys in one night. there should be a medal
Idk, apparently drinking five Four Loko's and trying to fight a mailbox constitutes disorderly conduct.
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