We're playing a drinking game to 'how to train your dragon'. has it really come to this?
Update: still drunk enough to get lost in Zellers and to think my reflection was my mother. Awesome day.
i miss our vodka / percocet laundry days.
She asked if you knew her boyfriend, and you responded that you "think you gave him head once" and then hiccupped.
I have reached the point in my life where I realized this is what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. Eat, shit , bar, drink, drank, drunk.
the scent of your tears make me crave pizza
If me getting shot doesn't get me pussy I am officially gay
I mean thanks for the bj but i wanna forget everything that happened last night between 11 and 5
I am gathering blankets and bags of horse grain to pad my truck bed so I have a comfy place to crash when I get home, without the inconvenience of stairs. Or doors. Or walking. But with the refreshing scent of molasses.
I don't understand why you aren't on this trip all I do is smoke weed drink beer and get fingered
Best ethics paper a stoner could write. I called my professor Dr. Superfly Arandia. And I'm pretty sure I used "respect the hustle" somewhere in there too.
he only noticed i dyed my hair purple like halfway through sex and he looked really shocked and he just said "You look like Barney." as he came.
I finally had to say "that's the hole where I pee" for him to understand.
I was informed this morning that I took all my clothes off and ran around the whole apartment complex. Being as they just moved in, welcome to the neighborhood.
it wasnt that bad
you tried to climb into my fireplace while screaming TO DIAGON ALLEY! we didnt even watch harry potter. it was bad
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