Let's make love on the newspapers that declare financial doomsday
When you told me you were coming to my show, I didn't know you were bringing Satan and Brokeback Mountain with you.
I'm going on a nature/throwup walk. Don't lock me out of the apartment.
I found a wheel chair. there is now a high chance im going to be fired from this job
well what is some mechanical horse racing with out blow involved
i cant wait to be back in my element of drunk, on a barstool, ive missed home
You can wear my underwear. It'll be like old times.
He is just a personification of a vodka hangover.
Yes. Sex with questionable women, and made of potatoes.
If you're wondering why you have playpen balls it's because we stopped at chuckie cheese on the way home.
He tried to tell me that he could handle his liquor better than "all the bitches in this town." AS HE THREW UP. ALL. OVER.
Thank you for the legal advice. I hope I can pay you in blow jobs.
I don't know. Sometimes you can be a wild card with your emotions. Mostly the emotion known as anger.
And somehow i feel like your expectations will turn out to be illegal in some way.
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
Alex thinks he can revoke my dick privileges haha.
Isn't he the one getting all the privileges ?
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