we're blogging at a bar
Well we can cross off dogs, dating sites, and real life as ways to help you meet a chick.
I was too high to figure out which of the three doors would lead me to my classroom, so i sat down in the middle of the hallway and ate a twinkie.
ok this guy next to me just sat down with a no joke, 10,000 page book, popped an addy, cracked open a red bull and opened the book to page 1.
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
Don't you hate it when all three people suddenly sober up in the middle of a threesome. Awwwwkward.
you pissed in the sink and didnt realize it until it was time to wash your hands
I'm sober enough to question why I have your name as "the wolverine" in my phone.
We are smoking a hash blunt ... Bring your emergency inhaler
Ok I have to ask, whose idea was it to used crushed up norcos as margarita salt? And what did they say to convince everybody else to think it was a good idea?
Well at one point he got ahold of my archery gear.. And I. Shit. You. Not. Sarah took an arrow to the knee.
Fuck you asshole. You cost me cheerleader pussy.
Today, my weed came in a pokéball. I officially love my dealer.
Sex in your truck helped me start regaining feeling in my jaw. Thanks!
WHY THE FUCK DID I HAVE TO FALL IN LOVE WITH A CONVICT