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Tis a story best told in person, it involves a golf course, police and vomit
It usually does with you
Ia nefed hefelkp i am a taxi
I may still return these pants. Depends how much they smell like alcohol by tmrw morning. I've already spilled once.
He referred to his cock as "The cock" like it was third party or something.
My password hint says "not sunset, also facebook." i need to stop doing computer things while high. I will never figure this clue out.
I had to wash my hair with conditioner because my sister got hammered and gave the dog a 3am sprinkler bath with my shampoo.
THERE IS A WINE CUBE IN MY ASS THIS IS NOT GOING AS PLANNED
Remember that time you came over to my house and I was on the porch naked and eating peanut butter?
You need to be full form and virile tomorrow so I can live vicariously through your rub and tug.
Toppless hop-scotch needs to become a competitive sport
Can you come pick me up and take me to breakfast then the police station?
Where's your car?
The girl I brought home apparently stole it
He dislocated his shoulder trying to finger me last night if that tells you anything
it's like the easy bake oven version of plastic surgery
the awesomest thing about staying behind in our lame ass dorm room by myself during spring break: I've now nutted in 3 inconspicuous locations on your side of the room. brag to me again about how fucking awesome tahoe is you shithead. I dare you.
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