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So I'm at the Chevron by your house. I need a condom and a couch.
Together?
Preferably.
Apparently I look legit enough, cause the 3 bums next to me just got kicked awake by cops, and I was allowed to stay sitting here. That's a plus, right?
i literally forgot his name and just started calling him "waffles"
So he just rolled over in his sleep and said "that's a punctuation mark..."
this bucketlist has just become an excuse for me to be slutty, and i'm not even ashamed
He bought me shots at the bar as his way of of paying me back for Plan B
He left me a five minute voicemail apologizing for chasing me with a meat beater. I'm actually not sure what that means.
She was indeed spoonfeeding you potato salad out of that giant bowl with a giant spoon. Dont feel special, she was giving it to everyone that left the bar.
Apparently I whispered "Jesus was here" and bailed out of the moving taxi.
Its not that I'm getting free haircuts... Its just that she is paying for sex with haircuts...
Be careful. Don't drive if your body turns into a caterpillar again.
What's worse: not calling my parents in Dallas to make sure they're alright or not taking shelter to masturbate all over my douchebag roommates clothes?
I worry about you.
I think I'm still drunk and I think you were in my dream (sadly, it was not a sexual bill murray one).
I think I just ate eggs off of a plate covered in cocaine.
In my defense, I haven't stolen anyone's clothes yet.
Yeah, that's a plus.
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