Went to the career fair today..I handed out many resumes to find out later that they say I have a bachelor o farts degree...Top that.
ahh summer, the season during which the prefix for every verb is "get drunk and"
So the answer to your question is yes, I was masturbating on the roof of my building.
it was like watching bambi learning to walk, if bambi was 22 and a high functioning alcoholic.
I've been meaning to ask you. The first night in the city did we do key bumps with a suicidal homeless man? My memory is fuzzy
Shots and making dong molds for my gf's friends. Typical Monday night activities.
Just call Katie. She's like the drunk whisperer; she can get them to do anything.
The fact that he just came out makes his Lent commitment to give up gay sex so much more meaningful now.
holy fuck man...it feels like I got beat the fuck out of by death's baseball bat...chimichangas?
Get in your clown car, pick up everyone you know, and head to the park. drunk Sledding grand prix tonight. winner takes home the leftover beer
We need to get you laid. Or i fear you might explode like a firework of sexual innuendos and unfulfilled erotic fantasies.
STOP WHATEVER YOU ARE DOING AND GO OUTSIDE RIGHT NOW. THE MOON LOOKS LIKE CATWOMAN
I was wondering why he was in my phone as "Cat Guy", he seemed pretty normal. Then when we woke up he was wearing a shirt with a picture of his cat on it. The name stays.
I don't give a shit if you judge. This isn't about you or anyone else. This is about me and my chicken tenders.
I agree with that homeless guy though, you do need a haircut
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