So. Did i wake up at 430, try to drive home, stop to throw up at a shell, and try to clean out my car and drop my keys in a full dumpster? Yes.
Charles is a playa. And I don't mean the spanish word for beach.
T-minus about 54 seconds until I am too high to speak English.
I'm jealous
My throat feels like a candle.
It's officially time to start saving up weed money for the NCAA tournament
i was considerably less excited after they told me my present didnt have a penis
And then she was like, "don't do anything. No blow jobs, don't let him stick his fingers in weird places because people have germs."
I can't wait. Forget the royal wedding. This is the most anticipated hookup of 2011.
A surprise thumb up the ass and I'm wide awake. She was right, no need for caffine pills I could fight ninjas now.
This would be a good time to bring up the fact that my spider-man fork is MIA
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
My love will cover her like lulu lemon yoga pants. Casually supportive and always complimenting your Ass.
I just really need a hug and a shower beer
Do you have any idea how hard it is to iphone keyboard type "roflcopter" when intoxicated?
I think we might have a drinking problem when the ASU kids called us crazy
No one made them take a shot with us at the 12 hour mark. That's their bad
Your shit was massive.
I'm not 100% sure how to respond to that.
If you were in a "who has the massivest shit contest", you'd win by a landslide.
Randomize
