so howd the 'mom i only play with condoms' conversation go?
YouTube is recomending me a video on how to make a home made meth bong, what has my life come to?
then again I'm sitting on a tree stump completely naked in the dark listening to some type of glee soundtrack.
You. Me. A bottle of Vodka. The wilderness.
Just saw 1 guy dressed as a cow and another dressed as a shrimp dancing on the side of the road. We're turning around I NEED to dance with them.
You kept yelling "wood grain wheel" and grinding on fat chicks.
The hell is wrong with me
whiskey
stop
tequila
you're fuckin up my ability to be a agrown up
she has like 12 pairs of underwear people left at her house from the other night
I'm home alone for the next hour and a half, I expect soup and and a willing attitude to do drugs from one of or both of you girls.....annnnnd go
Normally, it will inspire me to work. Today, it's inspiring me to masturbate.
you're hired as official boob wrangler
Well he waved at me as he was leaving so he def noticed the staring, and by staring i mean blatant eye fucking from across the bar..
I really wanted you to make me eggs this afternoon. I even wrote it on my hand to remind myself.
His sisters are going to have a heyday finding all those condoms in their bunk beds.
She was blacked out at her own party. It felt good to stand next to her while she laid on the floor and say "vomit does not look good on you."
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