Goodnight my chunky, little, marshmallow muncher
Holy cold harsh reality of sobriety batman
as for my dating sex life, no more regret sticks. Only pride wands from now on.
imagine playing with puppies while we're drunk.
Like... we could film it and put like, "do you believe in magic" as the backround song and it would be complete joy.
He told me they were just razor bumps!
Mike is so stoned. I just heard him quietly mutter to himself "rock a piss" as he walked down the hall to the bathroom
doing shots of $6 a bottle whiskey and chasing it with milk. my own personal way of saying fuck life.
Tranny group. Dance off. Horse hair and dicks swinging. I. Cant. Unsee. This.
its ok, the prom king gave me his crown to puke in
I only see on penis in this picture but I assume there is another lurking out of sight.
too late I already started a fight with someone named luscious
You gotta buy me dinner first. Or smoke me out. Both are equally chivalrous
Why were you not born a dude?
Because god wanted to level the playing field
The fabulous human disaster: it is him
he's like crack. I can't be in the same room with him while drunk and not do him.
Randomize