I'll let you put expensive food in me, but really, not much else.
Ryan Ross and Jon Walker left panic at the disco today.
I predict a mass suicide of the 14 year old girl population...
The professor just announced to the class that I talked to him in the bar on my birthday.
From the prices on this menu it looks like I have no choice. I have to blow him.
How long does it take to cook a corndog over a candle?
My goal of the day is to not shit myself. That's it. Setting the bar real low
Nothing like moscato in your sinuses tobmake your night complete
You did profess your love for cotton multiple times and your hatred for all other fabrics
It's titled "A countdown to death. A psychological look at the downward spiral of actress Lindsay Lohan and her inevitable Hollywood demise" This dissertation is genius. Not a single sober moment for either Lindsay or myself. Good stuff!
Booty calls should never involve the cops.
What happened after I vommed in your shirt that I was wearing and threw it out the window on the highway?
We had sex and then stood naked in his living room eating zucchini bread.
It's pretty self explanatory. You tried to have sex on the hood of a car in front of everyone
Babe, Have you see my pants?
Try Jay street in Brooklyn.. that's where I last remember seeing them.
It was great. He never spoke.
That's not why it was great, just that's all I remember.
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