I can't belive they dont sell booze Sunday mornings. I mean some of us have to work
so...he totally just used scissors to cut up the weed. a wet paper towel to moisten the blunt....and a blow dryer so it wouldn't be wet. this dude either has the worst case of OCD or has the potential to be the next martha stewart.
I really think we need to get on this Charlie Sheen bandwagon
Sometime between a drunk guy asking me if I'm a Beach person or a lake person WHILE HIS HAND WAS IN HIS FUCKING PANTS or breaking up a lady fight over peewee football league I started to reevaluate my life and self
Sorry for screaming that you were an apple in spanish at the bar last night, that was the wine talking
in the middle of fucking he asked me if i had gotten a haircut because he noticed i didnt have split ends anymore. i dont know what to think
Would be fun, plus since its in public I'll keep my penis in my pants
Do drug dealers work on Memorial Day?
Wow has his pick up routine ever gotten bad. He is trying to use cheese as a way to flirt with the waitress
Oh man, he played the Harvarti cheese card and it didn't work. Now he is flailing
My only regret this past weekend is abusing only 3 substances when I could have done so much more.
pesky things like morals, self-preservation and cowardice are not needed. overkill is nothing but a word. there will be blood.
He thought I was gay. I had to explain I just really like wearing flannel.
He's ready to settle down, whereas I'm like "More shots please"
you started putting peanut butter on your pubes.
Eventually the conversation shifted (as it always does) to Sex toys.
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