just had a super intense, drunken debate about which blink182 member is the most fuckable. i got so mad i left the room. new low.
Me too. I'd like to spend all next summer high and drunk and riding ponies and boys.
Mission leave-the-puke-on-the-floor-til-the-dog-eats-it completed. I work smarter not harder
over or under 1pm before my bracket is too blurry to read?
You mailed him a break up letter, because you thought the "joy of receiving a letter" would ease the pain of you dumping him.
I'm glad we are bonding over both contracting clamidya. Winners.
100%
We found him sitting in a beach chair in the basement storage room passed out. Idk if we should move him or pass the bowl around.
she stopped traffic so I could crutch across the street. Clubbing while crippled and drunk is different.
These days, you and me are swimming in dicks.
Marco
Polo
Apparently I tried my hand at mustard juggling. I wasn't very good.
Tell me how you feel about belly buttons
I almost wanna stick a tampon in and sneeze bent over to see if it actually shoots out
Your "whiskey dick" is glorious but also terrifying
We left Waffle House and he took off running five miles down the road saying we were "training for the Olympics." And I mean, I couldn't leave him out there like that...
I just saw a chick driving drinking a juice box smoking all while on the phone that is talent
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