WTF why am I in the Atlanta airport?
I convinced her san diego was a state. all the proof I needed was saying, why do they call it san diego state university?
The parties out here are fucking awesome and I've got the grades to prove it.
weed brownie and a latte, breakfast of champions
he made me have a moment of silence for the half of my ice cream cone i threw away.
do you think I can still get an erection if I donate blood today? this is important.
his eyes are fucked up, he bumped into the cabinet while standing in my office, and he's pounding chicken soup, and he must have chewed on 8 pieces of gum before he got here.
she kept yelling about wanting tacos, so I gave her a piece of bologna in a tortilla. she didn't know the difference
I created a new solo drinking game. You need a handle, a laptop, and a shitty internet connection. Start watching the fort video in the que, play the snake while the videos constantly load, and take a drink everytime you fuck up. There was a video of a an asain female Justin beiber impersonator full screen when I woke up.
Europe's "the final countdown" was playing. It was pretty much amnesty for anything that might happen the rest of the night. It's a rule.
I just want to go home and eat bagel bites in my underwear
Good!!! I'm so proud of you for not snorting alcohol. Big girl steps.
that lady just saw me taking a picture of her baby... It's time to leave.
Yes ma'am. I'm attracted to unconventional people, you know that.
True. I can't judge, half of my sexual partners I only know a false first name & a number. We all have our kinks.
They tried to get you to drink water and all you kept shouting was, "NO MORE LIQUIDS OF *ANY* KIND."
Randomize
