For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
i have no concept of time, i feel my nose, and im seeing everything in bitty hexagons.
let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
she is using a fork to eat popcorn and refuses to drink gatorade out of anything but a margarita glass... did i mention the popcorn is on a plate?
She woke up with blood running down her face and asked the EMS guy where the keg was
Just so you know, I'm standing in my bra eating cereal. My keys were in the cereal box.
I saw a 60 yr old mans penis last night. Just for the record.
you know who we are? We're the female white stoner version of Kenan and Kel.
Just a heads up... Don't get high and attempt to do your own taxes
haha it's ok, I asked people. I was like "I'm high and lost" and the dude just said "That's my life. Love it."
At the very least, I mastered a nap while occasionally being dry humped.
I just turned down the best booty call of my life because I have to make a cheesecake. I guess this is growing up.
I need water and some morals
I tried to cut you?! I'm sorry! PS where's my hair?
I don't care. It's wine Wednesday get your gameface on.
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