found a dugout with weed in it in dad's car. decided to top up the weed compartment with salvia. for fun.
is it considered a "problem" when you find a pickle slice in your bed in the morning or is it like a "super-awesome bonus"?
I had to puke in a pizza box on the drive home. People saw.
he passed out on the stove with a cup in his hand. yes the pictures are hilarious
I was going to call you an awful person for that. but then i realized we're both awful people.
Really* awful people.
FUCK YOU CALIFORNIA. YOU DO NOTHING RIGHT. FIRST PROP 8 AND NOW THIS.
As I climbed in the bathroom window from the room I noticed both him rommates staring and talking about me in the hall...
Did the game of beer pong go wrong before or after the cops and fire department showed up?
At some point I'd like to figure out how the weird kid from sociology ended up on my couch naked hugging what appears to be some sort of clothing....seriously it's creeping me out
I'm 50% weirded out and 50% into it
I can say with 87% certainty that i received one of the world's five greatest blow jobs since the Coolidge administration on Saturday night.
I know it's like I wanna bring somebody fun who I haven't drunkenly expressed my feelings for. Or hooked up with. It's a struggle.
If you end up wanting to sit on his face, just make a sound like a dying giraffe and I'll make myself scarce.
I don't think I'll get invited back. I drunkenly told her that her kids would be perfect for a pro-abortion campaign.
Everything is scary i hate being an adult i hate responsibility tell me a dick joke
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