Don't use my boy Weezy to support your whoreish tendencies.
Internet sex stories have completely ruined the word sopping for me.
I got to the apartment, I was handed a beer within 20 seconds, I'm glowing in the dark, there's fog everywhere, and now I'm wearing a sombrero because apparently it's silly hat night. I never want to leave.
He has crabs, not bed bugs. I recommend incoporating a clinic on this mornings walk of shame route.
worst part about day drinking... waking up to george lopez
It was a cry at the bar alone type of night, served with a side of passing out facedown in my nachos.
We could supplement the Tour with Edward Andre-hands. Because 40s are for the 99%.
Dude cabbage spilt on the floor, and now danielles rolling it. Happy st party's day.
Tornado booty call.. dedication
Annnnddddd this chick is using a hand puppet made of a sock to give her research presentation...
Like fighting the continuous urge to sing Neil diamond "coming to America" kinda fucked up right now
He's such a champ. He puked on purpose just so he'd be coherent enough to roll this blunt
Come get your boy. He's cuddling with a bag of rice on the floor.
Next time a party gets busted lets get a group photo first.
Nothing says I love you as your fiancé bringing back home your drunk brother from his own stag party
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