Partly cloudy chance of praying to the porcelin gods
i knew he was a douchebag when his facebook activities were "ladeis," and "gettin crunk wit ladeis"
like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
that's the last time we turn jepordy into a drinking game.
I'm still amazed at how you managed to puke in every plant on the whole top floor at the mall without a single person noticing and without missing a step.
If I knew losing weight would mean this many fucking creepers I would've just stayed fat.
we're using his nephews tonka truck toy as a cooler for the beer
We are doing handstands and somersaults in the pool. With an inflatable beer pong table and our regular beer pong table. We're ponging by land and by sea
Just a heads up before you get home. Took the shelves out of the fridge so i could fit the beer ball and bucket of riot punch. Apparently i decided the stove was the best place to keep them. They got cooked when we pre heated to cook a bird we shot. This may be the final straw for our security deposit
So... Sorry I threw that watermelon at you the other day. I didn't think it would break any bones.
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
but im not going to tell the owner of the penis of my dreams how to wear his hair.
Made a holiday JibJab of all my fucks. How's your night?
You were more fun when you didn't have morals.
I swear, the guy behind me wasn't paying attention until the words "middle aged fuckboy" came out of my mouth.
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