Those kids are glorified dude-bros. It's banal.
yah i'm on my way- is everything ok?
i'm holding a walmart bag of my own hot vomit that i closed up with some random chicks hair tie. we r pretty fucking far from ok
then he compared my vagina to a dishwasher. A DISHWASHER?!
Either you made a spaghetti vodka smoothie last night, or you puked in the blender.
I couldn't get past the raccoon on my porch so i slept on my lawn.
when was she peeing in the stairwell? why dont i remember this?
....because generally we only remember 40% of the night each, and have to fill eachother in. And that still leaves 20% that we will never know and its probably for the best
I think Vodka is my favorite. Everything else ties for second.
I think I maybe realized he was too old for me when I went into his bathroom and he had anti aging face cream.
You don't even know. The entire marching band thinks I'm an alcoholic.
You tried to wave to Meg on Family Guy and got upset because she wasn't waving back
I don't give a fuck that he's gay and keeps hitting on me. Free cocaine is free cocaine bro
The laundromat is nothing like In the pornos
A legendary roster of degenerates has been assembled.
HAMMERED.. I made a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with toilet paper instead of bread...
Shit facedness and cuddling are what you have to look forward to this evening.
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