I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
Yeah i'm definitely friends with drunk kyle, not sober kyle.
All I had with a note saying that my shoes are in the ceiling and good luck.
I don't remember what happened but judging from the contents of my pockets it had something to do with potatoes and glo in the dark condoms
Hahaahaah I keep finding little notes you left me on my physics notes... "TOO HIGH FOR BIRDS"
how many thumbs am i supposed to have at one time
you found the shrooms didnt you
It was a taxi full of fist pumps and chanting to "face down, ass up". It was that 1% that makes my job worth it.
I'm cutting her off I can't have my good name soiled with these kinds of shenanigans
Shit is preposterous
Thank you for letting me get drunk enough to forget he was there tonight, but not drunk enough to make a complete fool of myself.
Also I just took Ritalin with coffee so if anyone wants to know what numbers sound like, I got you
You put on some guys Birkenstocks that were abandoned on the dance floor overtop of your flats. Then ran out of the bar high gives the bouncer and said "look at my new kicks" then he was like woah wait a minute someone is missing those and made you return them. You were very upset
Hypothetically speaking, when I get a sugar glider would it be frowned upon to bring it Ito classes with me in m pocket?
2016 shall be rememered as the year I sharted while putting up the Christmas tree.
sending my old camp counselor nudes. childhood memory win or new low?
I didn't really understand how big 10 inches is. Now I know.
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