just rolled a joint with wrapping paper.. and you say i have no christmas spirit
Sober January is a disaster.
The foreigner finally woke up and the first thing he did was look up a map of the u.s. His destination is to pennsylvania.
I want to see you in more than a weed delivering capacity
then my gynecologist said "its like opening up buried treasure"
Man, I must say, having known you since preschool, Eiffel-Tower-ing her would've fully completed our journey to brotherhood.
Apparently she was filling Miller Lite bottles with water because I refused to be seen drinking water in a bar
I'm so hungover it hurts to blink.. oh sweet merciful Christ what have I done
I have better things to do with my life than be faithful.
The sound of my own breathing is making my head throb. That hungover.
you can't tell me not to come to work cause roads are bad then ask me an hour later to come in and expect me to be sober
too bad we didn't bet. my 38-1 tears would have made great lubrication for a blow job.
You know what i hate? I hate when the ppl you drunkenly made out with actually want to talk to you sober. It just doesn't work that way sir.
Listen, you can either give me drugs or an orgasm. You decide.
My breath smells like dick and biscuits..
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