"You squeeze, we tiip biiiiiig" JB
i googled "where to have sex in disneyland." i found nothing.
Just took a closer look at the paper that kid wrote me his number on. It was an ATM receipt. His balance is $17.89. i made the right choice.
Omg. In the pub, there's a guy shouting at the olympic channel 'yeah! Kill that motherfucker!' we're watching figure skating.
Also I got A jello shot for $2!!! It's like the forever 21 of bars
I wish I could put booze in boobs and store it for later. I wouldn't need a flask. For $7000, they should do amazing things like that.
You can't use the, "think about your future" line when trying to convince me to save some weed for tomorrow.
Dude they are all farmers and I'm pretty sure there's a prostitute here.
You. Dating a sex offender cop. Life writes itself sometimes.
Not after That Night. No. I hate tequila. And it hates me. Very mutual hateship going on.
Sorry, fell into some ass. Call you tomorrow.
Also, I wish we had magnetic nipple rings and our boobs stuck together.
I am googling "notable people who had syphilis"
My walk of shame is starting to become positively reinforcing; I stop by Starbucks and when I leave I look someone just heading to work.
Donated a pint of blood at 6 and pub crawl started at 7. Thank your lucky stars I'm still alive today.
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