Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
Yes, I am watching The Hills Have Thighs. And yes it is a porno remake of The Hills Have Eyes. And, again, yes, lesbian sex in the desert. Get the sand out.
DO NOT EAT ONE OF DONOVANS WEED RICE CRISPIES. I REPEAT DO NOT EAT IF YOU VALUE YOUR EYE BALLS
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
I'm sports announcer narrating myself making a sandwich. Your weed wins.
So are you actually going to come fuck me in the ass this weekend, or was that just you being drunk in a kilt?
The drunk mom in a firefighter hat just told her to leave.
haha it's ok, I asked people. I was like "I'm high and lost" and the dude just said "That's my life. Love it."
some how during sex we caught an ENTIRE pillow on fire. A WHOLE PILLOW.
As you passed out you started to cry and say "Mufasa" over and over again making everyone else cry.
I had a meltdown and you quoted Puddle of Mudd to me
should we try and roll a cross joint since its good friday? you know, for jesus
Dude, she had a pound of gunpowder in her closet. I for sure got a fear boner.
the next morning we realized we didnt speak the same language... guess i subconsciously did learn a little german last semester. thanks study abroad.
ah the experiences a semester in Vienna can give you. Frau would enjoy knowing that even while sleeping during class you still managed to learn enough german to get laid
I told you about the baby at the graduation party that looked into my eyes and knew I was empty inside
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