Canada is now making docos about life in America. Its called Trailer Park Boys.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
I mean we've tried to get high on nutmeg, we clearly dont know the definition of "too far"
considering how much of last night I don't remember and the amount of ones laying on my desk right now, it's safe to say I'm concerned
there's a guy pushing a keg up the street in a shopping cart. you have to love graduation
Im positive, your name was on my abdomen, Im pretty sure thats solid evidence
You need to tell him your pregnant or we need to stop playing doubles beer-pong. My liver is begging you.
I think I sprained my soul last night
oh god my hair smells like rotten vegetables, sweat, and tequila. I wanna party with your neighbors every night.
You are. Embrace it. But you are the right kind of asshole.
Thanks for having me and my emotional baggage over last night.
What should I say back?
Well, how do you want the conversation to go?
Straight into my pants.
We've given up. My vagina is tired of constant lonely nights and disappointments. This is our retirement.
I only want to come over for sex and blueberry pancakes
He’s 48, has a Prince Albert piercing and a white Range Rover
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