i wouldnt be suprised if in indian your name meant "walking lie"
My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
I don't know where I am, but I'm drinkin & I like these people
I'm like a new puppy, everybody wants to touch me
I'm not really sure how I got home, but judging by this headache, i'm assuming it involved bourbon.
I just don't get it. Video games don't suck his dick.
I can't even use my hands i'm so hungover
How long is a courtesy make out supposed to last??
I told you, I don't give a SHIT about their music. I JUST. WANT. TO FUCK. THE BASSIST.
We are sitting here staring into each others eyes, mutually rubbing forks up and down our respective noses. High as balls doesn't even begin to cover it.
He saved you from those guys at the club, took you home, and made you breakfast. If this isn't your come to Jesus moment IDK what is.
Btw...refried beans is a terrible thing to throw up.
you don't go into accounting for the pussy....
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
If I ever write a memoir I'm thinking "Choosing to sit in a vat of shit" would fit
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