It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
I'm to the point in my high that every song eventually turns into Lady Gaga
Also, I had a dream I had a ray gun and woke up holding my dick.
I woke him up and he was mumbling something about it being moist, or he peed himself but it was okay.
it's 2:30 on a sunday and I just won a wine chugging contest. I'm never graduating.
we're like Indians of the 21st century. trading not for food and survival but personal gain and by trouble you mean getting daytime drunk and going to the roller ring then yes.
Somehow I got food poisoning AND alcohol poisoning in the same night. Its like everything I love is trying to kill me. I'm waiting for my tv to make its move.
My mom now keeps ice cubes on hand for my bong water. We may be able to work this relationship out.
I built a fence. For the bunnies we're going to adopt. I'll fill you in when you get home.
we're like the harlem globetrotters of underage drinking
Waffles and pussy, what else is there?
well, unfortunately the rug burn lasted longer than the actual relationship
On a scale of 1 to alcoholic in withdrawal how ready will you be to start drinking as soon as you arrive on campus?
I'm a delicate orchid of a man.
Blossoming into a fierce dragon.
Don’t judge me
Some of us don’t have access to dick on a constant basis
Randomize
