i puked out the bus window last night on the way home. i remember it, but i don't remember everyone else screaming to put their windows up.
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
He's trying to kill me, one liver cell at a time. It's going to be a slow, but awesome death
theres a note on the fridge that says "guess what i peed in" and a half-full bottle of apple juice front and center. why did you let him in the house?
What a dumb baby whore.
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 feel like I got hit by a bus. A head on collision with my vag.
Pretty sure I'm going to hell because of our friendship
Last one there wins
i refuse to hook up with a girl that looks like drew carey.
Dude, if I don't end up wearing a banana suit in Milwaukee, I will consider that trip a complete failure.
Did you clean his pubes up off the table yet?
Alternately I could tell him western classical is just a series of events that had to happen for music to reach the point where Beyoncé was able to pen drunk in love, which is the pinnacle of humanity's artistic achievement thus far
I can't. I'm going camping this weekend. I do have a life outside of your dick.
i'm not so sure everythign we did last night was legal...
I'm at work behind the bar and just washed my mouth out with rumple bc I don't have a toothbrush. This may be a new low.
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