It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
turns out they were just sand fleas, not crabs.. thank you random mexican girl from padre who's name i can't pronounce
i have only one word for you: 3somewithnorwegiangirls
at which point I apparently ran in and shouted "I made the sex with that one!"
drunk enough to drink jager bombs out of a bowl on the kitchen floor.
After giving a back rub to someone in the bathroom of the theater, he ripped an "employees must wash hands" sign off the wall to prove that he could and proceeded to hang it up in his house.
I just explained it as we hate everyone in the world more then we hate each other. Thus making us friends. Plus we drink...a lot
I think drinking is the foundation of our friendship
There's 50 people in our house, none of them are wearing shirts. The keg has been relocated twice and our bathroom door is missing again...when will we ever learn?
My cat clawed my face because i tried to give it a foot massage...never doing shrooms again.
I just contemplated drinking cheese dip. And by "contemplated," I mean "attempted and was forcibly stopped from."
I'm taking a dab in mourning of how long its been since I smoked with you guys.
Knowing how to carefully mix my vices has to be the #1 skill I've gotten from pharmacy school
CALL ME OLD FASHIONED BUT PEE IS FOR TOILETS
I just punched myself in the vagina to prove a point. Please pray for me.
It's like a donut of clothes around a pair of heels. Like they were transported to another dimension naked.
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