: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I just pynch a tree in the face
DAMN! I hate it when i drunkenly erase all my "sent message" and wake up in the morning and my inbox is full of "WTF?" and "Huh?" messages.
He came in my nose, then said it would help clear my sinuses.
We got the idea to smoke under his bed because, and I quote, "it'd be just like going camping"
Hope your thanksgiving is a complete blowjob festival.
I'm gonna tie him up and fart in that pathetic excuse for a mustache
I will now send you explicit pics of mine and her genetalia bound together forever in the devils dance that is sexting.
Her neighbors? They're nice. Young family. Tried not to get puke on their side of the lawn.
you made cordon bleu at 4am and declared you were Marshall Stewart
It's not even 8 pm, or Saint Patrick's Day, and Kevin is drunk on my roof humping the air
All I got was pictures of my boss and dicks. So, that was the end of snapchat.
I got the beer and the first aid kit. You get the tequila and burn cream. We should be set for the camping trip.
Every Easter every single one the baby Jesus butt plug comes up
Highlight of the day: got a bunch of drunks to sing baby shark.
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