We video chatted for almost two hours. But I woke up with puke on my keyboard. The question of the day: were we still chatting when I vommed? No idea.
Boobs. All I remember is boobs.
My "High Times" magazine came in today, as well as my girlfriend's new sex toys. We're calling in sick today.
i dont know you, but i just did a line with your business card.
There is nothing like getting stoned and spying on people with binoculars
We need you. We already made it on global news and are drunk at the election party.
I'm stoned entirely off resin. Licking my blankets. Merry Christmas. Jesus died for our sins. Yay Jesus. I love you.
So high I started thinking my desktop picture of a cat was too erotic for the workplace.
i was in burrito mode and too drunk to move. no fucks were given. none.
We need a fire pit. Meat. And a keg.I mean like a cow we just carve from. And cook it. We can use the milk from the udder to make White Russians
Dude, I traded weed for crunch berries. Happy Thursday.
In 2014 only three boys have seen my boobs so far
But there's never enough margarita money.
This is going to be one of those situations where we lose a day, isn't it
But if you move out who will get drunk with me on the roof and yell at boys?!?
He is 6'5, went to a Christian school and he's a violinist....I'm going to fuck the jesus right out of him.
Randomize
