Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
becoming an adult blows. i don't think its possible for me to wake up for anything that doesn't involve kegs and eggs or half naked bums passed out in our yard.
I found out what happened to my eye. I punched myself in the face.
He's eating a cream cheese sandwich. He's obviously distressed.
Seriously my only wish tonight is to be at the club in a sombrero w my shirt off pouring tequila on bitches titties
Malt liquor mondays...better in theory.
He was an asshole the entire night and then tried to touch my dick in a Michaels craft store.
Sooooo, no second date?
No other awkward car ride can beat the one you give your drug dealer home.
HEY. NO. THIS IS ABOUT YOU RIGHT NOW. YOUR COCK, MY MOUTH, THATS IT.
driving home hungover today was like a life test..it was like the goblet of fire
bring the pregnancy test and the margarita mix, see you in 15
There's a 50-50 shot that I will wake up with an ass tattoo tomorrow.
First post college job and I got fired within a week. Something tells me that adulthood isn't going to be as much fun as sex and the city led me to believe.
i cant believe the cop was fine with you saying no we are in a hurry when he asked to search your car
all i know is that i woke up at 12:00 am in a shower with egg shell in my hair. i am 90% sure you are responsible.
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