You yelled "bananas are an excellent source of pottasium!"4 times in the middle of class. how do you not remember?
I don't even know what potassium is.
I may have just googled Muppet Treasure Island drinking game
she called me a fuckfaceshitdick. not that's creative. it sounds like a crayola crayon, preferrably an orange-brown shade.
im not sure. I kicked him in the ear last night trying to kick a plastic cup off his head to prove I can kick higher than anyone.
She's gone now. Left with the wind like a majestic leaf that just rides the invisible current to locations unknown. And dude, her friends were really hot.
I really want to shower but i'm afraid i'll sober up. My mouth feels like a stripper pole too...
You know when you meet a penis that looks like it was made out of all your hopes and dreams?
The topic of sex in the jamba banana suit has come up on multiple occasions. We're just waiting for a moment to try it out.
Looking through last night's sexting, realized one is a haiku..
I tried to smoke out of half a banana, and lit my nose hair on fire. So I feel like that sums up my life pretty well.
He's unconstrained by sanity, physics, or his liver.
One minute we were ordering sandwhiches. The next hes peeing in a trash can yelling at kids about how tv made him this way
Can we go out and get blitzed in celebration that they'll be no more surprise kids
I love that they love me even though I might not exsist, its kinda like Im God.
He doesn't understand the concept of a strip club. He keeps falling in love
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