I've started making all these amazing things...like bananas rolled in doritos..bandritos.
Apparently I walked up to him, mumbled something incoherently, then started to make out with him. Why does this always happen.
I vaguely remember chanting "USA" at the pool when we were talking to the Frenchies.
We were pointing at fat people and chanting USA.
Dear Beer Goggles, it's time to see the eye doctor. With love, your biggest fan.
oh come on since when have relationships been boundary lines for us
fair point
its so sad we are done celebrating 21st bdays everytime one of us turned 21 everyone else got laid
how do you not remember that?! you winked at the bouncer and then proceeded to grind on him while chugging a beer. i don't know if i should be proud or embarrassed to be your friend
so he had an ashton kutcher Kelso haircurt. dude, we're in our mid to late 20s, I don't think we can ridicule guys for having hair anymore.
It'd be easier to list the surfaces my ass hasn't been on.
To be honest I've become too lazy for the work involved in getting laid.
You run marathons and you're too lazy for sex? Priorities, man.
Touche.
You just get me
I'm the wind beneath your wings, bitch
I CAN SPEAK THE LANGUAGE OF THE ANIMES.
It's 6am and I had to explain to the gas station attendant why I didn't have shoes on and I'm covered in maple syrup.
If your talking about a poncho I WANT ONE
THE SUN DOESNT SET TIL 647 YAAAAASSSSSSSSSS. Goodbye seasonal depression hello regular depression
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