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Just got a script for 120 vicodin with 6 refills. I feel like michael jackson.
I could make treat bags
I'm so horny
I have no idea who this is, but I'm up for a lecture on self-respect
He walked me home last night across campus while i fed him pasta out of a solo cup at 3 am.
I've eaten cheese dip for three consecutive meals. I think I need to branch out.
his extensive knowledge of the age of consent laws kinda scares me....
there was a kid getting taken out of the waterpark handcuffed to a wheelchair singing "tryna catch me ridin dirty"
using blue streamers we found on the bathroom floor was probably not the best substitute for toilet paper.
Well as our DD it was my responsibility to get us home safely. If that meant strapping you down to the backseat using all 3 seatbelts then so be it.
There is a literally infinite number of spliffs going around this table.
Delicious
I feel like I'm at a sushi bar with a spliff belt.
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
Is there a non-awkward way to tell a girl I work with that she looks just like my favourite pornstar?
The best, and by the best I mean the worst, was the 7 month along pregnant chick in the skin tight body suit.
I told him not to mix beer with his Dr. Pepper...his reply was "i'm a grown ass man i'll do what i want". Judging by the sounds coming out of the bathroom he regrets not listening to me.
I took Xanax and it did nothing to me. First sign I'm crazy and actually need it.
Pants off. Spirits lifted.
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