Left my ID again and at a Giant's game. This is the second time they accepted my handgun safety certificate as proof of ID to buy beer.
how come the more i say "don't get it in my eyes," the more gets in my eyes
IDK who she called, but some guy came into the party, flying drop kicked Joe said never again. She has to invite him around again.
He came on my face. Threw a towel at me. Stole my weed. And left. I thought this would be over after we graduated?
Just found a bag of weed nailed to the door that my dealer dropped off since I wasn't home. God I love Boulder.
JOY: That feeling when you crack open a handle for the first time, and the flow limiter comes off with the cap.
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
I'll text you later. I think she thinks we're taking this whole "no sex" thing seriously.
But I do cardio so I don't get winded during sex really it's not like I'm trying to lose weight
you can't tell me not to come to work cause roads are bad then ask me an hour later to come in and expect me to be sober
Drinking from the bottle. In bed. Making dinosaur noises. Oh man.
I appreciate your acceptance of my lack of morals
And how about the fact that the first time i really truly looked at a guy's dick was in my car. MY CAR. GODDAMNIT!!!
Stop inviting Kevin over. The dickless wonder started playing some strange Sci-FY music and speaking an alien language and the girls split.
Convinced if I was being murdered in my house no one would come and save me. If no one heard my 10000000 orgasms last night, there is no hope.
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