Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
Actions speak louder than words. Her actions scream crazy.
You tried to tip the paramedic for finding you.
I found the other part of your tooth if you want to put it under your pillow
Sorry really high. We have no lighter so we're lighting the bowl with rolled up paper towels lit by candle which also lit with a rolled up paper towel that we lit with the stove eye
u kept pointing at random guys and making quacking or mooing sounds.
I mean, we do coke and have sex occasionally...I wouldn't call that a relationship.
Steve called. He needs me to pick him up. He also asked for a set of his clothes, he can't find them. He is such a strong motivation to stay sober.
Please tell me I didn't help an old woman shave her vagina last night. Please.
That's the least of the fucked up shit you did last night dude.
I say this as a friend, you would make a SPECTACULAR crossdresser
I'm smoking pot with a man in a pink suit, size 15 wide shoes who bought his bowl from a place called Chinese Bling Bling while I'm dressed as a unicorn drinking pumpkin beer
I stood in my living room with two beers in my hand asking these said beers if they were going to drink each other. I then insisted that I would drink them and chugged both. Happy Halloween.
He said he was Greek American and that is why my legs slammed shut. During the World Cup there are only Americans.
i am rolling on molly so fucking hard i want to do 300 cartwheels
not only did he puke in his mouth and hold it.. He also sneezed while doing this
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