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Dude, I woke up at my ex's house. I am spooning her half naked roommate. There is a pizza on my shoulder. I need you to come pick me up.
we got a new version of the plan b at the pharmacy now. its called next choice. you would think they would come up with better names for these things.
He asked me why my bellybutton was so ugly... and wondered why i wasnt in the mood anymore.
I was more traumatized by the table collapsing while i was going down on you.
the only human I can compare her to is rosie o'donnell.
just had a memory of me telling homeless mark that it was the year of the bunny and he said "you da bunny, girl"
i drank out of a bidet.
Made a vodka juice box out of a ziploc bag and a straw for when I drive. Doesn't count as an open beverage container anymore.
Passive mediator is your role in this relationship. My role is dick punching arsonist
Fantastic. I'm pretty cold, tired, dirty, and hungry, but that comes with an adventurous weekend. Who needs a wallet or keys anyway? I could totally be homeless.
I woke up to him pissing in their fireplace with fairy wings on.
Russian roulette. Between salvia and weed. You in?
FUCK YOU MAN
You kept yelling "wood grain wheel" and grinding on fat chicks.
The hell is wrong with me
Unlike bears, this weekend is not the #1 threat to America. It is, however, the #1 threat to my liver
Whenever you get off. By "pick me up from work" I mean, "pick me up from a bar by work at your earliest convenience" :)
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