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I was so drunk last night, I had to Wikipedia what i did.
I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
Im at a strip club, and the dancer just farted into my face. The bad part about that is I could taste the wings I bought her earlier
Boobs. All I remember is boobs.
the bouncer made me realize that puking in line does not get you in any faster
when i asked what day 420 fell on this year, she answered so quickly i knew i found my soulmate.
Maybe someone other than the mad hatter should have gone with him to the ER
he walkred up to the manager at dennys and said 'look, my friends passed out in your bathroom, can i go get her?'
Plus my stomach has been speaking through my ass all day sending notes saying "fuck you" and "this is from your liver" or "i will kill you."
I have discovered that there is nothing that a giant penis attached to a southern accent can't talk me into. yee-haw!
Starting the weekend with a pair of pants on which the zipper wont stay up. Is this a sign of things to come??
bro, your right, i shouldn't feel embarrassed about taking shots from a penis-shaped ice sculpture
Also was told that I was her "third favourite booty call" - I'm taking this a good thing right?
It's a podium place so yeah...
I just try to date guys based on what I need like I am trying to find an electrician now
You gays are geniuses
Remember that mom/daughter stripper team? Well i just met the ex husband/father in AA. WOW!!!! WOW....
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