we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
i never told you how having a club foot got me laid
they almost convinced me to put "Funbags" in the 'other names you may be known as' section of the job application
I hope that he knows just because i pissed in his bed doesn't mean were together.
Its so fun. We're having a music war with the boat next to us. They have strippers.
Like I had no idea he knew how to play girls the way he played me. His major is chemistry for christ's sake.
it was good sex until i became a rubber doll and he became a jack hammer, so i guess overall it was good
I just made SCOTCHSICLES. no further info is necessary
HE GAVE ME ONE OF HIS BEERS.
YOU'RE THE CHOSEN ONE.
I feel like a pet sloth would complement my lifestyle.
I just singed the hair in my nose trying to re-light a joint. now all i can smell is burnt hair. day ruiner
A place where it's acceptable to show body parts is not a good place for me to be.
a guy just walked through our campsite, crouched down by the truck, screamed "ACID ONLY LASTS FOR 8 HOURS RIGHT?!", then ran off into the bushes
I just opened a pickle jar stoned as fuck. I clapped for myself. I feel like wonder woman.
when i woke up w mysterious sticky crap in my hair, i assumed i had another blackout hookup. nope. turns out i made PBJ and proceeded to pass out in it. i ate the evidence when i woke up.
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