party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Dude, you were so drunk last night that when we went into subway, you forgot the word for bread.
I will never get the visual of you crying while chewing christmas lights out of my head
One of us needs to be functional tomorrow and it won't be me. I'm drinking liquor out of a fishbowl.
Trust me at the end of the night there will be queso smothered places you didn't think it could be smothered
Did you find any other hidden treasures in my room? Specifically weed? Or Slim Jims?
Just come get me. Somewhere there's hobo that's going to want his dumpster back, and I kinda want to be gone when he discovers the vomit.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
I wish I could take a screenshot of how things literally look from my eyeballs right now
I sucked his dick by a creek, how romantic.
One day he'll find out I do drugs and stop talking to me.
What will you do then?
Drugs, probably.
Brother gave me a harry potter philosophy book for xmas we need to get stoned and talk about this.
Certain restrictions may apply. Common side effects of sex with me include unbridled joy, a healthy glow, soreness and the inability to walk for short to long amounts of time. If any of these side effects occur please consult your physician, so he/she can prescribe me a "high-five".
Listen I don't care what it's called as long as it's drugs
are you comparing glasses to pregnancy
Randomize