Call me back. I want to hear your side of the dead cat in my garage story.
Its way too early to be sitting naked at his dining room table...
Listening to her yell about my drinking problem is not helping my hangover.
I hope he's okay, but I also hope he shows up with an eyepatch
haha it staarrted out with just getting drunk then it turned into sports authority. So now im 4th or 5th in line and shit faced. Help me
That's science, my friend. Boner science.
Im tired as fuck but i cant leave him here like this i gave him the acid and i feel the responsibillity to put his mind back together its fun im an architect about to about to construct a whole new belief and moral system inside this soul. Talk about the best psychothearpy
You offered me some of your "Jungle Juice." It was just 151 and Absinthe. I don't know how you are still alive.
I was running around taking people's drinks at the bar and just dumping it into my Gatorade bottle screaming roofies.
holy shit thats the most artistic dick pic ever
How does one un superglue their foot to the floor
Well you got kicked off a stripper pole. They said girls only.
Pray for me. I just had a sex dream about Debbie Wasserman-Schultz.
I think it's important to not involve Bar Food in any near future decisions.
I seriously thought Satan had his hand up my asshole and was pulling out my soul. Never. Again.
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