I fink we're distracting them from bumping the proverbial uglies
he somehow instantly knew i was from vermont.
it probably had something to do with chasing your soco with maply syrup.
Human Centipede: The Drinking Game. This is non-negotiable. First one to pass out the rest of us get to FEEEEED THEM!
making out was so insane. it felt like our tongues were paintbrushes made of waves and we were painting an ocean galazy
Neat. I'm thinking about growing a handlebar muffstache. What are your thoughts on this?
nope. just stoned. wishing i had a golf cart.
He recreated the night that started all my mothers days. We shared a joint, drank Boones Farm, and dry humped to the Beastie Boys. Then I cried over MCA's death. Best. Gift. Ever.
why do you keep saying "she looks like a porn star" like thats a bad thing?
Sometimes you've gotta crawl to stay concious
I had one beer! ONE BEER! They took shots in mourning of my tolerance last night. My ability to drink is a joke.
Drink. Fuck. Waffle House. Repeat.
FYI telling a guy that you're glad his dick isn't big after giving him a bj, is NOT a compliment.
So chicken strips and confidence do not you make you sober.
this poor kid thinks hes going to have his first time with both of us
Listen, I love you but you cannot refer to your dick as the holy sister anymore
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