he told us the story of how he fought ketchup, mustard, and thomas the train engine all in one night. if that doesn't sound like an acid trip i dont know what does.
Class is significantly more awkward when you know that your teacher knows what you look like with your legs behind your head... Just saying.
CAUTION: TWINS DO NOT HAVE TWIN PENISES.
Next thing I know we're all standing in the kitchen holding hands and thanking God for the beer.
Please tell me nicole sent the picture of the ejaculating penis to you too, otherwise I'll feel really awkward
I dont think a "sorry ive slept with most of your teammates" text will do much
I found a ladder. I don't know where I am. Gonna climb it. I feel like aladin
You did profess your love for cotton multiple times and your hatred for all other fabrics
I have to finish a biography for history and write a review on it so naturally I was like "getting high will make this more bearable" and now I'm basically inside the book at the revolutionary war with this guy.
actually there are like 49038098 people in the bathroom for no reason. Singing My Heart Will Go On and pseudo fighting.
They got mad when I cut the pizza with an x-acto knife. Oh well, more for me then.
Walking into class right now and I swear to god I smoked down the substitute teacher we have at a party I went to last week
What kind of friend would I be if I didn't make you hate things you once loved?
So I sniffed too hard this morning before work and I THINK THE COCAINE JUST STARTED ROUND 2.
I miss you and I miss your weed. Come home.
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