i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
i think my mom watched the whole time
I mixed the ketchup wit the mustard in one bottle to save time making hotdogs
i was able to set 4 alarms to make sure i woke up in time for class but i couldnt take the open beer out of my pocket before i did cartwheels down the hall...
Definitely contact high. Thirty miles an hour listening too i can see clearly now wanting too eat the steering wheel
i'm sick of coming in second next to bourbon.
How do you think the people in my class would react if I ripped all my clothes off and jumped on him right now?
I renamed his cat Jeff last night. Well I spray painted it on him.
Hey douche face I just want you to know, if you ever got hit by a bus, I'd really miss you.
Only if you died obviously.
It's my birthday weekend! I'm getting a Brazilian and he's going to fucking Arkansas. Where the fuck are his priorities?
It's a little hazey but I think I tried to request Nelly last night. There was no dj. Not sure who I was talking to
woke up this morning and she was gone. but she left a box of donuts on the counter with a note saying "for all the 'o's you gave me last night"
Oh. My. God. It is NOT okay to drink Johnny Walker when there is no Jameson. My skull is eating my brain.
Just saw a fat guy on a flower print moped. He's my hero.
She woke up, mumbled "the trees" When i asked her what about them, she yelled "WE NEED THEM FOR OXYGEN," Then went back to sleep.
We need to get on her level.
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