Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
at first I thought it was funny, but looking at it now, it screams "dramatic" and "medicated wipes."
He told me that a camel appeared out of nowhere and it told him to quit smoking...
I can coach you back to consumption. Think of it kinda like Rocky II.
Rub those nipples and moan like a platypus.
Jesus, are you hammered?
Hammered for that juicy ass. I'll bring the straws.
You're in the clear; you and Andrew did not joint fingerbang that girl on the dance floor last night.
You. Me. Frosting and a bed. Lets do this.
We just don't discuss our relationships. It's pretty much like we're single no matter what to each other. And I'm okay with that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯
She unfriended me on Facebook after I responded to her long love note with #demtittesdoe. Jager is the goddamned devil.
I'm not allowed back because I may or may not have insulted his beer. And the entire Czech Republic.
Just so were clear your wife is cut off from my dick.
WHO DOES THAT ON A TUESDAY? This is not a Drake joke, the girl doesn't turn up OR down. She doesn't do anything.
The twitch Bob Ross stream is the happiest little hangover cure ever.
You're wasting your dick. It needs to be bestowed upon the masses.
Two of my dealers just made friends at this party. Do you think one will be pissed if I buy from the other or should I just go 50/50?
Randomize
