We saw a kid playing in poison ivy. We walked away, he'll learn his lesson.
oh i have no idea about his personality. i imagine it's the same as it was- except now combined with a receding hairline and a beer gut
you were sleeping on the floor, then you woke up and told me you were not comfy enough. You took the carpet in the bathroom put it in the bath and you slept there.
No, he's fine. He only wanted to know why there were traffic pylons in the living room and how the peanut butter got on the ceiling.
don't tell me about being eco-friendly. i just threw up in the same bag i bought my liquor in. RECYCLING
Dear slutty diary: I lied about feeling guilty of being a homewrecker in order to have more sex. it worked.
My brother slept till 4, bought a sword, got drunk and sharpened said sword. I went to corporate compliance training. Life is not fair.
yeah...well...life isn't all puppies & lap dances
It was at the same house, but a different party, when lesbians set me on fire. So there's that.
i liked you for your lack of ambition and abundance of weed
when in doubt, mount your coworker in the staff room.
I can count on one hand the number of good things that happened over the past year.
So after we found out he wasnt throwing up blood in was just hawaiian punch and we all failed breathalyzers the cop drove us around like a taxi and brought us back to the apartment
Yea.. And you'll love me a whole lot more when I start letting my vagina make all the decisions..
Btw you guys passed out eating DP dough and watching Pocahontas... on a monday
it was stoner heaven..
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