To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
You and your empty threats of no sex. Like.u.cud.hold.out.
guy in front of me on the bus did 12 yrs, hes teling me about how to knife fight
my mother and i just seriously had a convorsation about why you cant Google "Refurbished Dildos"
Probably, but last night was a special kind of drunk. It was a "let's see how drunk I can get without killing myself" drunk.
i was that girl throwing up in the urinal. it was a dark moment in my life.
well i fell out of the hot tub and tumbled down the hill and kicked a plant in the process.
good it was pretty cute, also what would bong water do to a puppy?
MANGO MOTHERFUCKING GODDAMN MARGARITA DELICIOUSNESS
Also I feel that I would be a hell of a sled dog operator.
Using a miniature baseball bat to kill a mosquito in the house may not have been the most efficient or safest way, but that thing is fucking dead. However, so are three wine glasses, a lamp, and my baseball bat privileges. Worth it.
I'm just checking to make sure you don't want to go to the farmers market... This is an assumption based on the fact that you were slapped with a sandwich last night and you remained unconscious.
Someone should make a valentines day card that says "I like the way you continuously consume thc with no concept of a limit other than drug supply" Because I'd send that to you.
I'm spending tomorrow doing taxes and making jello shots. Is this adulthood?
You had a good week dude, you bought a motorcycle and a beer bong with ur parents money, missed 2 classes, and ran from security twice, good first 2 days to college
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