That's intense
Your brother just successfully got half the bar mostly naked
on of the only things i remember was the security guard told me i was too drunk for laser tag.
You bring the bicep workout. I'll bring the unscented gentle products. We'll both bring our penises.
I'm making celebratory pizza rolls. They're a lot like regular pizza rolls, but without the taste of shame.
we got plastered, then made lists of anything thats ever been in our vaginas
I know. Brad is upset because he was lower on the list than "that carrot stick"
he grabbed my head and said "you are a horse. I am leading you to water" pushed it down and whispered "Drink."
i could have sworn she did an overextended split with her legs over her head but now i think it was just the drugs
No. My vagina is not the scapegoat for your poor decisions.
Your place is a magnet for either righteous parties or crippling alcohol dependency. Lets find out which together
I am the slutty bisexual glue that holds this friendship group together.
Everyone else in class agrees the weed smell is coming from me
We're living together and you don't know if I've seen Titanic?!
The only times we have to apologize in this friendship is when you intentionally punch me and that's only happened once so it's okay
Cockblock successful. That's for pouring nacho cheese on my flatscreen, asshole.
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