Oh yes. The girl who wanted me to watch her pee.
We stayed in and smoked weed and watched Dreamgirls. We made each other's vaginal lips sing the songs. Mine was Beyonce, hers was Jamie Foxx. I think this is one of those times you're jealous you're not an awesome lesbian.
I walked into the garage and you were telling the bikes that you were not that drunk.
You were stoned out of your mind. We were eating cold cuts and you wouldn't shut up about how it was the wettest meat you'd ever felt in your life.
You peed up the stairs in front of everyone then blamed it on the dog
Currently at a fetish club with a set of swings (don't ask). Having flashbacks to the park by my house
Waffles and pussy, what else is there?
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
My vagina has made plenty life decisions and I would like to point out very few if not any of them were in my favor.
Dude, he paid us overtime to smoke weed out of a bong at his house
And why in he fuck did I get 'dick' in Romanian tattooed on my forearm
I just blew thrown up hashbrowns out my nose. That's the level of this hangover.
Nothing to be ashamed of. I bet Oprah has sharted.
Of course I'm watching space shows while stoned on the science channel. Why would I want to learn while not baked out of my skull?
I could not add him. He gets 5 likes on Instagram.
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