He's a collector of sorts
Any cool stuff?
You should see the collection of booggers in the carpet next to his desk
we just made rock paper scissors into a drinking game
i just farted in the library and heard some girl yell it was sulfur gas. can. not. move.
He's sitting on the floor holding his bracket and crying, literally crying... he just keeps saying "Kansas how could you?" over and over
Woke up this morning to my mom on the phone with my dad saying, "It's probably just your prostate." Reasons to move out. Go.
So you have no knowledge as to why I am hearing loud repetitive mooing from next door?
I've woken up in some weird places in my lifetime, but never in a tent in my own garage.
I went on my dinner date pretending that my lunch date didn't jizz in my hair.
I normally need adult supervision or a babysitter, but I refuse to let someone keep me from making irresponsible and wrong decisions at the bar on my last bday ill ever have in texas
Pack light, we're going straight to bar from the train. No place to put our shit.
Dude all I'm bringing is my dick and a phone charger.
Lmfao a voicemail screaming about you partying with your tits out and a text at 3 am saying you went too crazy... this should be a good one
Suffice to say, I think if people ask about your bruises, and you look them right in the eye, and say "they're from fucking...", people would be like, "respect."
we are currently pregaming for our walk to the liquor store.
step one: admitting you have a problem. complete.
Long story short I shit on a sidewalk while walking with multiple people. Then sprinted around the streets of Tallahassee in only gym shorts as I tore my toga off and wore it as a cape.
I threw up all of my purple drank and thats really important
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