Apparently 151 is to me what spinach is to popeye.
I just opened a bunch of old flavored condoms just to see what they tasted like.
There is only so much cookie dough and masturbating I can handle in one night.
Judging by what's in the bathroom right now, I see you graced us with your presence last night.
you were making out, puked over his shoulder and insisted everything was okay
Completly hung over at midnight, I knew there was a downside to drinking at 2pm
Also pencil in smooth jazz and illegal activities. The usual.
Bathrooms are cool, I think Im just gonna hang out here for a bit.
We both bought three foot bongs...going to race to see who can smoke a mile first.
There was a staple in my grits at waffle house last night. My knees are bruised as hell. And I puked pink all over my bathroom. Gooood night.
She's trying to put on her dog muzzle on her self
Ok, I have three hours. I'm trying to work out two blow jobs and a taco.
he stopped talking to me, quit his job, moved out of the province and then told me it was "no big" when I called him apologizing...
That was fun and all, but let's never have sex on a ladder ever again.
My dad is clearly baked off his ass. He almost sat on moms cat in front of her, zoned out while staring at it and said he wondered what it was thinking about. Now he's dragging everything from the livingroom into the garage. Moms not happy.
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