Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
Cleveland boys shit in their own pumpkins in their own living room. Got pictures to prove it.
just brushed my teeth with a bottle of jack. ew. not all it's hyped up to be.
So many bounce houses so little time
apparently i was cut off before i even walked in
like he said he was barking at you while cumming in your face
New definition for "rock bottom": Waking up in a puddle of your own puke, missing your fake tooth. Then having to dig through said puddle of puke for aforementioned fake tooth. Think it's time I quit partying so hard.
Is this your way of breaking up with me as my wingman?
So I peed on what I thought was a wall while in nashville come to find out while running from the cop it was just a dark tinted window and the while bar witnessed me peeing
Vodka?
Forever.
I woke up naked with a $20 bill taped to my titty, so I must of had fun.
I'm more of a "get high and take a bath" kinda guy.
I had a meltdown and you quoted Puddle of Mudd to me
I just got a text from a guy. The python is ours if we want.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
We were trying to organize all the customers to hold a window pickle race. as of 10:37 pm last night we are no longer allowed in our McDonalds.
Randomize
