I'm the only one here who isn't hooking up, coming out of the closet, or crying because of one of those 2 things.
My brain says no but my pants say off.
I feel like abortions should bother me more
I set the bag of cheetos on the open box on my coffee table while I was watching TV. I was so high I ate half of the styrofoam peanuts in the box by accident. Am I going to die?
I hope so
so i was supposed to be to work at 8..but its 9:15 and im currently standing stoned in the middle of holiday...with a bag with three doughnuts, two redbulls, and a slim jim..
god i miss watching you do this...
The handjob she gave me was better than the best blowjob I've ever gotten.. Just imagine the possibilities.
Hes laying on the floorn in the bathroom telling Jesus to raise the flag
Odd question. Did you find a 20 in your boxers? I need it for gas.
i figure now that we're number one party school im obligated to black out at least 4 days a week. andddd go.
She just came home holding a fire hydrant. Yes a fire hydrant.
All i really remember is meeting this guy dressed as jesus and i kept taking his wine and saying "the body of christ!"
I also woke up in my friends room to 3 girls and a naked boy on the floor but thats besides the point
Don't know how your birthday has been, but mine has involved Hershey's syrup and a blowie. It's safe to say you're playing catch up.
The last thing I remember is goading each other into a vodka-chugging competition.
Man I was just the closest I've ever been to crapping my pants.
Anyways enough about genital fatigue...
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