It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
even my farts smell like vagina
just put cider in my bong. gotta love fall
They past out watching a re-run of the 1984 presidential debate on cspan
i just identified you from a description of your pipe
dude i've broken up a marriage, I think I can handle a simple engagement.
i have now been nicknamed the screamer on the first, third, fourth, & six floor by all the ra's. only two more floors to go before i cover the entire dorm.
Petting the cat and listening to "you've got a friend". This is why I smoke weed. To make sense of situations like this.
BEER BONG IN THE STOCKROOM COME IN TO WORK TODAY
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
First thought today, I need a ventriloquist dummy that looks like me. This week's project has been determined.
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
Putting Chia seeds in beer makes it ok for my diet, right?
it will be just like last year but no clogged toilets and more costumes.
Oh dear. If we're both hearing alien sounds then perhaps they're real.
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