Im listening to a jazz version of dick in a box.
Mango Malibu should win a nobel peace prize
for real. he might as well bring dogs if they're lower than a 7.
You should ask if we are margaritasing tomorrow. and yes i did just turn that into a verb
found a cell phone. in the freezer. wrapped in bologna. explain?
he made me feel like a shish kabob. his dick was the skewer.
and you said he wasn't worth calling.
No I got myself stoned. With her bowl. She was just a casualty of the War on Sobriety.
We poured some Korbel out for our homie Dick Clark.
At this point I think you're just judging my taste in men
We're about to play the try not to vom at the president's house game...
The dysfunction is strong in this one.
Just puked in a cup. Poured it out the window.
I honestly just wanna put my face in her tits and disappear from this plane of existence
It is getting ridiculous, the elaborateness of the schemes I have to concoct so my suitemates don't know I'm pooping.
i was so proud for not passing out at the same time as usual. i screamed that i had a "new personal best!" then some jackass explained daylight savings.
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