There is a girl getting fingered on my left, a middle aged drink man smoking a bong and two girls flashing the cameras in front of me. I'm in the middle trying to maintain my innocence.
he wants to bone in the snuggie
Best. Four. Twenty. Ever.
I know now the amount of smoke it takes to set off the fire alarm....no longer worried about using the bong...not even close
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
Everything gets a little fuzzy after the flats of jello shots, but I do have a vague recollection of being at the top of a large human pyramid
spotted: something called the tunnel of opression. i feel like if we patricipated we wouldnt even be phased or we could run it better than them
Im going..... Drinking all day and hand jobs from 18yr old emo rich girls that are just trying to get back at mom and dad for being to protective...SOLD
If me getting shot doesn't get me pussy I am officially gay
I don't know. I just thought I'd put my drinks in my bag and go on an adventure. Like a drunk Bilbo Baggins.
Look, I'm just saying, she looks like a troll and works indefinitely at a shitty Chinese restaurant, so me sleeping with her boyfriend is the least of her troubles...
Forever getting my life back together in gas station bathrooms.
Every FB picture she has looks like it's from the POV of the guy she's blowing
This whole quitting my bad habits all at once is really messing with my ability to function.
Feel free to drag me back to reality at your convenience
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