Apparently he doesn't remember leaving the bar
If I spent $100 at the bar and didn't get laid I wouldn't want to remember anything either
consequently i now know what mace tastes like
He puts stickers to promote his new shirt company in every sack he sells. He's like the donald trump of weed
he made me scream out "#24" while we fucked...no more football players
i can't remember the last friday i didn't spend in the foetal position
I have the money I owe you for auctioning off your black thongs. Best 30 bucks ever spent
but then the words kidney pain and possible testicle shrinkage kept ringing in my head
hiding in a bush to avoid a seven dollar cab ride. cabby got out a flashlight and looked for us for like an hour. help.
We somehow managed to get the sumo-wrestler costume into the washing machine, but I don't think the cupcake icing completely came off... And it still smells like tequila.
What is this nonsense on the table
Your idea.
I mean the hole taco that was chewed up and spit out
Making drunken Mac n cheese at 3 am I understand why witches constantly stir their cauldrons. Much more homogenized temperature and slim chance of boiling over. Good job witches.
How does a law student 15 days away from graduation prepare for a pass fail final? Drinking beer, eating thick cut bacon, and watching game of thrones, that's how
Give me a minute. I'm trying to buy moonshine from a railroad worker named "Cowboy."
I'm home, and it turns out she didn't get it all. still picking Oreos out of my pubes.
she chased shots of jack with a fucking steak. i'm in love.
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