Whatcha textin bout Willis?
Whoa Z and x make the same sound
he was lying next to me and i saw him text "score" to someone.
Acid is not a monday night drug
I mean we're not committed. He's my first choice, sort of like miller lite. When I'm at the bar I'm going to order one, but if they don't maybe I'll go for a bud or blue moon. I'm certainly not going to stop drinking
States back in the final four. Now our sunday night drinking has purpose. Sparty on baby.
Hes warming up week old McDonalds french fries, putting hot sauce on them, and counting them with his shirt off.
I mean we had sex in a crib. You tell me how my night was.
I feel a bullet train of disappointment headed in your direction.
I think the old lady next to me at the bar just saw your pussy
My mom just told me the story of how she met my dad through prison. How was your saturday?
I mean I've only met the girl once and she was trying to slit some guys tires.
Can I just swipe right on his dad?
I was just told I’m pretty enough to be a catfish. This made me so happy...
Can I say it was a great night out of town? Fucking my co-worker in the hotel bed while my best friend is fucking his friend on the floor and a random guy is laying in the other bed meanwhile we are all passing a joint back and forth
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