So would u like to explain why you ate all my pickels and took my 1800?
About that, i have your 1800 on my desk with intentions of returning it but theres nothing i can do about the pickels
i barfeds in our rink
And I wrote a rap so it was actually a productive afternoon minus not paying our bills.
its like they have never seen someone walk through campus with a plunger
The only thing the cop asked me is..... "how are you still alive"?
Please get rnbert tn get chebk h'm in i'm no dead when he getr gome
No He hasn't done that since the time he came in his own eye
I probably looked like a mental patient. I had my IV in one hand and cup of pee in the other, swaying around with a dazed grin on my face. I love vicodin.
Aaaaand now he just flexed his muscles at me and said "I'm a fucking eagle!"
Dude, I came home and you were passed out halfway through the front door in your Minnie Mouse outfit... with a beer still in hand
This drunk lesbian I just met keeps trying to shove sushi in my mouth. Help.
We almost drove away from the bar with a British stranger in our trunk...
It's not even noon yet and I just fucked my professor's son in the psych lab..it's gonna be a great day.
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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