Currently listening to 'Just Put it in Your Mouth.' remember when i went through that phase?
Bring booze and chicks. Separate, or one already in the other. Your call.
I just hope this isn't happening Final Destination style
Travis Barker would totally be Devon Sawa in this scenario
remeber the saying "bad choices make good memories" dude our bad choices dont even make memories.
One reason I don't come to Portland. I saw 8 guys I have had sex with last night. At the same party.
By 8 I mean 9.
And by 9 I mean 10.
theres a turtle on the table. helping me eat my ramon noodles.
Whatever. I indirectly made you cum overseas. Call it even.
That reminds me of that one time you handcuffed me to a table leg while I was reaching for the vodka.
Got stoned and went to Walmart. For some reason a preacher walked up and asked if I knew the lord so I just yelled "I CAN FEEL HIM IN MY VIENS" at the top of my lungs. he left after that.
How big of a disservice to the economy would we be doing if we didn't drink every day holiday break?
Just set myself on fire a little bit. Made me think of you.
Did I really just send a work email with cum instead of come? feck me
And don't worry, I have a great track record of rallying after a casual midday blackout.
This is an alert from the drunk police: you have reached the point of no return. Text messages past this point are illegible.
So I figured it out. There's two types of shitters. Moaners and grunters. And on occasion there's a third. It's the ill fabled grunt moaner.
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