its always fun the next morning to look around the room and see where all the clothing landed.
since we're both too lazy to go to each others house, you drink there, i'll drink here and we'll skype. it's the same thing.
obviously my correlation between being a pro surfer and being extremely good in bed was 100% wrong.
Well, a cop just pulled up. This could go either way.
there is no excuse for him not showing up to my st. patrick's day party. i touch his dick. i get him on the high holidays.
i feel like the 7 eleven by your house knows our deepest, darkest secrets
no im not bringing booze its easy, you just challenge a drunk guy to beer pong, he'll hand you two beers, you lose on purpose, and everyone makes fun of you. but we laugh in the end for bringing nothing to a byob
Im pretty sure at one point a very high you yelled, with actual tears in your eyes, "im not wrestling with you anymore, you dont respect my safe word!!"
Fuck you come back. The old guy next to me is complementing me on my great choice of ring fingers,
i just tried to use a string cheese as a light source
Oh I fucked him, definitely. We played Strip Halo.
It's gotten to the point that I'm pretty sure I'm going to need to be legally drunk before I enter the voting booth this year.
He named his newborn baby after a character in the Hobbit and that is literally keeping me up at night.
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
Boredom is so much more tolerable when you're stoned off your ass.
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