This is clearly one of those "A hole's a hole" situations
everytime i listen to a chris brown song and like it i feel like i bad person
Dude stop singing. Your life is not an episode of fucking glee
He shit in the bushes next to the pool at the Venetian, after throwing up in the hallway. You really can do anything in Vegas.
We're upstairs smoking....the password is pineapple
Just bought a handle of vodka with the excuse of "just in case we drink tonight"
I need a gatorade, my back cracked, my crimper, my shot glass, a sock of rice and an explanation.
You did this to yourself.
More cowboy butts than you can shake a stick at, oh joy.
He looked at me like he knew me, and I looked at him like I had seen his penis before.
The last thing I remember from that party was me shouting "hold my feet I'm going in strapped like Rambo"
That's what you get for doing kinky shit with a guy that lives in his moms basement.
I'm so hung over that I'm pretty sure I can feel the earth's rotations when I close my eyes.
THEN YOU WILL NOT GET TO SEE MY TITS TONIGHT OR IN THE NEAR FUTURE YOU HEARTLESS BASTARD
ANNA YOU PEED ON THE STREET. LIKE NOT EVEN SUBTLY. YA JUST SQUATTED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE HIGHWAY. And you flashed your tits to oncoming vehicles to try to get them to pick us up
Fuck me I smell like cheese
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