I just told my doc I would like to talk about my drinking problem, but that it would probably get in the way of my weekend plans.
I kind of feel like guidos are mythical creatures.
I hate the hobo that sits outside our building
Joe or Chris?
do i even wanna kno y u kno their names?
well i came home drunk one night and Chris offered me a beer as i was coming in, it was kinda weird but i wasn't goin to deny a free beer. you're proolly talkin about Joe though, he's the one with the fucked up eye.
I see you felt the need to carve your name in my kitchen table. thanks
I can always make him wear a mask... I'll tell him it's a fetish.
The cops knocked on our door just to ask us if we were really having a no-pants party.
You would ignore him even if it wasn't NoManUary. It could be the Winter of a Thousand Dicks and you wouldn't talk to that guy.
The Winter of A Thousand Dicks sounds terrifying!!!
Somehow those two combined like captain planet and shit went haywire
after the fucking you spent twenty minutes vomiting naked and shaking your dick at my roommates. luckily, i don't remember that, or i'd have to be really insulted.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
I havent moved from the couch and I'm licking peanut butter from a spoon, I'm a beautiful person.
I'm pretty sure my calc professer is on coke. He's just too excited for this to be an 8am class.
Well now you know... If you can get over the awkward... The dick is 10 min away.
That's because I've spent the past 21 years convincing my parents the only emotions I have are sarcasm and bitterness.
you were screaming "I don't need a shirt!" repeatedly while in the process of taking it off and flashing the bouncer. we got kicked out. thanks a lot.
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