yeah, but that could mean anything in Denmark.
you were so high that you made a 14 page PowerPoint on why Santa would beat Peter pan in a fight.
and I must say, you were very persuasive
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
At a party. It smells like teen pregnancy and sadness in here.
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
I just ate powdered extacy out of my wallet. I think I might have for a second of my reasonable life been on your level.
STONER SAFETY TIP: don't use the driver's side vanity mirror to check how red your eyes are while you're driving. it won't work. trust me.
I still don't know why she was so offended when I emerged from the bathroom and told her my balls were now clean.
If there is a heaven, that's what it will be. Bagel Bites and cunnilingus.
It was the highest I'd ever been. I felt like a blob. A blob eating a burrito.
He's a real gentleman. At least he tried to flush my closet's handle after he pissed in it.
And he's back on taking these stupid testosterone supplements to kickstart him back into working out. And they just make him angry and horny all the time. I'm like great, just in time to meet my whole family for Christmas.
From what I remember I had fun, until I threw up, and lost my shoes..
bitch dont make me pour hotsauce in your vagina
LACE UP YOUR GODDAMN SHOES
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