So chef boyardee smells exactly the same after you throw it up
i literally discovered the exact same thing last week. i had the lasagna one
ravioli
becoming an adult blows. i don't think its possible for me to wake up for anything that doesn't involve kegs and eggs or half naked bums passed out in our yard.
id say bad/good trip...at first I wanted to claw off my skin... but then when i tried i ended up tickling myself for an hour.
Successfully masturbated while balancing on an exercise ball. my greatest accomplishment?
Probably
We need to go back to the barter system so I can sell my body and just be done with it.
Haha. Last winter I went through this phase where id go to the bars with my own giant goblet and demand to be served white wine and red bull hah
Lets trade lives
And i will lay in bed and piss all over everywhere, drink whiskey and have sex with married bears
My night can be summed up in 3 words: Vodka. Threesomes. Hospital.
jut tell him gently that you'd rather spend more time with his dick than his face
your life is going to be an empowering working mom montage tomorrow to Katy P's ROAR... --are you living in a yoplaít comercial?
He asked me to come stay with him so he could "see that ass and watch Harry Potter."
Wtf is this place? I don't see any alcohol and I feel like we were supposed to bring our own strippers.
you were on a whole other level. you went home with him because he said "you got some light ass eyes"
I knew I wanted to marry her when we got in that bar fight and she full-nelsoned a guy while I worked his kidneys. I knew then we had to breed
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
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