We can make salsa ya know, maybe even some hot sauce. That doesn't mean we're married.
you went around grabbing cigarettes out of peoples mouths and claiming you were curing cancer.
he is literally lying on the floor eating cookies. doing nothing. and as i was hitting him he needed to protect the cookies more than himself.
we're doing beer bongs from the windmill...epic
OMG A WOMANS PROSTETIC ARM JUST FELL OFF AT BAGGAGE CLAIM
Help. Me. He just whispered 'prepare yourself', & sprayed hairspray everywheres to make sure the 'air was crisp'
Last night after the bar I went home and ate a pulled pork sandwich in a bubble bath
we went from five shot glasses to three in one night. we lost 'badass' and gumbi, but the ninja turtle survived. courtney says to avoid any more casualties we're not allowed to use shot glasses past 1am. and we're not allowed to throw them
Apparently love is stronger than SoCo
gorilla chasing a banana on crotch rockets. Halloween is getting way too real
We've been walking through the woods for two hours, he just keeps taking pictures. At least we'll remember this tomorrow.
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
I partied with a deaf mute last night. strangely enough the more drunk I get the easier it is to understand him.
This is like the first time all week I've properly taken my birth control. My ovaries are so stoked I just know it.
He had a tattoo of a crown above his penis. He was AMAZING! It was well deserved. LONG LIVE THE KING!
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