i dont know, i woke up and he was going down on me. i guess i can save his number
I love drunk self when he leaves a prepacked bong for the morning... in the bathroom.
He was carrying a rolled up carpet saying he was saving it for tomorrow's Walk of Fame.
I mean its not the first time I passed out drunk at barnes and noble.
You just sent me a picture of a federal crime. Like. You don't give a fuck.
Repeat. Dildo on the ceiling, confiscated potato shooter, and bottle of yegger. Repeat. Ceiling dildo and yegger.
No one parties like Jon. He once stole a cops hat, ran like the wind, partied all night with it, and dropped it off at the station the next day with a box of donuts as an appology.
OH MY GOD IT'S LIKE SHOOTING FISH IN A BARREL, EXCEPT INSTEAD OF FISH THEY ARE FIGHTER PILOTS
You were great dude. You wanted to charge the guy with fedora $100 to get in.
Who doesnt want to be Yoda? I mean seriously, how sweet would that be? Live to 400, not give a shit about love and all that, know fucking mind tricks and smoke awesome swamp weed. I'm down.
I was orgasming and dying of laughter at the same time. I think I've found the One.
I appreciate having someone to objectively critique my dick pics.
At this point in job hunting, I'm willing to become a leather daddy if it means some sort of income.
I offered to trade my cat for a bottle of tequila as long as it had a handle on it and realized I had a problem
Omg I just smoked and it was the end so I basically got resin and death, my throat feels like the twilight vampire description of their thirst for blood
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