So chef boyardee smells exactly the same after you throw it up
i literally discovered the exact same thing last week. i had the lasagna one
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I had to throw up. it was the only way to avoid kissing her after she swallowed..
we've had sex 4 times and he still refers to me as 'the chick in my chem class'
It's so hard to find a shirt to wear out that is easily taken off, cut off my paramedics, but says "I'm a grown, respected woman"
Yeah...I know. It's cute I think...I mean cute in a weird like hey I kinda took you home from the bar one night, maybe criticized your penis, and fucked your brains out...kinda sorta way
I've also decided that the true test of whether or not you should marry a girl is if she will willingly blow you while you eat Oreos.
Check having sex on the rocks and dirt on the peak of saddleback mountain off my list.
I felt like a god.
Second time this week margarita night turned homoerotic
The other night I NICELY told her she looked like Jack Sparrow
I just want school to he over so we can build a big tent, do drugs inside it, and watch cartoons until the sun comes up.
That's all I've ever wanted.
our next stoner-chievment: cream of shroom soup. Get over here, this is happening!
I just smoked by myself in my childhood bedroom, how happy does it seem I am to be home for Christmas?
You leaned over to me in the elevator and whispered "how long do I have to pretend to be sober?"
And I broke things off with Justin last night. Except I texted him while he was asleep and then I was like well, that's probably not what he wants to wake up to, so I sent him a picture of the coconut I microwaved and caught on fire when I was really high one time.
Video on mandys page of you drinking upside down was finally put up...too bad all the comments were about me and him fighting in the background while he screamed "BLOW BIG BETSY!'
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