So I have exactly 420 dollars saved up in tips from the past week. I win, and I take that as a sign from god that I am allowed to use that money to buy drugs.
every single kid we've ever known, every single person we've gotten blow jobs from, every single person we've hit home runs with... is at dennys right now
Found out why I didn't have to go drug test. My boss grew pot to pay for grad school.
I got shot at today. If that doesn't get me at least a blow job I give up working on the south side
I just realized I turned down a booty call too. To make cheesecake. God help us all
all my mom knows is what I put on facebook. So... I mean... She knows we drink a lot.
Yeah. I don't think I have anything left in me tho. I think I was throwing up tangible memories at one point.
Oh Brad. Your poor brain, always being ignored for your penis and crazy women.
I want to throw pennies on her stage, or just ripping up a dollor bill and throw them one at a time.
But he does seem to be getting proper humping etiquette down. So there's progress.
Every bar we ever go to has a woman there who hates him. Getting so much vagina has never seemed so not glorious
Just ate Panda Express. Fortune cookie had no fortune in it. I actually prefer this. Less broken dream potential.
If my drunken penis pic is ever to be forgiven id like to start over with all that
that guy was staring at your tits.
nah, more like they were staring at him, and his girlfriend, and her less than adequate bosom. they pitied the fool.
point taken, oh mistress of the bosoms.
dude can you explain to me why i woke up on your sisters floor with moutain dew and chips everywhere
i dont know im at your house.
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