Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
i guess i had fun last thursday night because when i got on the drunk bus this thursday night everyone immediatley started chanting my name and telling me to do a bus flip
whats a bus flip?
idk but apparently i invented it
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
So burnt out. Like weed hangover. And someone just fell through the ceiling outside of my class. How's your morning going?
She said "oh yeah" like Hulk Hogan with the muscle flex and everything. Totally digging this chick
Its like no one cares im drunk naked wet and ready to throw myself at some one hold on i found a solution to my problems
I love pie. Pie understands me and the spatula
I feel like you guys are talking about real things and have real problems and I'm just over here like 'should I take muscle relaxers or get drunk tonight?'
Ideas I've had tonight: An entire movie based off the Pixar lamp jumping on stuff.
i woke up to you and that girl going out onto the balcony naked
oh sorry man.. we went outside because we DIDN'T want to wake you
Is there evidence of another human being getting away with this/ not dying?
I'm a girl who met my last three bfs in gay clubs. Think I'm doing something wrong?
Why were you twerking to, "The Wheels on the Bus"?
As your friend, I promise I will drink a full bottle of vodka and belly slide down the stairs with you if that test is positive
i found a picture from last night of you sat on the floor naked, covered in butter and crying. care to explain?
I was hoping you could tell me..
Chaz got drunk and passed out so we superglued a kazoo to his mouth. Listening to him Panic when he woke up was fucking hilarious.
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