When we ran out of red solo cups we switched to Starbucks cups for beer pong... Who doesn't want to live in Seattle?
so either half this theatre is as stoned as me, or day daybreakers is hilarious
I made friends with a raccoon. I pet it. Like I was Pocahontas.
i should probably find things i have in common with someone besides drinking, before having sex with them
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
I just woke up to pictures of every angle of his dick I'll ever need to see.
Just talked a homeless guy out of suicide. Was rewarded with a garbage bag full of mountain dew bottles and zannies. Im such a good person
We took it as we must go to waffle house or else we will upset the gods.
So help my penis see only you. Give him some attention as well.
Dear lord though. So much glitter. It's just a big gay explosion and all of my whore muscles hurt.
After that song played in the club all he kept drunkenly saying was "Birdman goes brrrrrr"
Like I would feel weird too if you just cancelled our wedding, cut off all your hair and started twerking everywhere
Well I woke up and my arm was bleeding. And my blood is on the wall in the hallway.
Umm
No idea. I blame fireball.
Valid.
I woke up this morning and I had the absolutely horrific realisation that I am the human incarnation of scrappy doo
I think you're my feminist conscience sometimes.
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