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I spilled a beer on myself, so I went back to my place to change. The city marshall was at my door with a warrant. That beer cost me 760 bucks.
Don't fret. That vag would have consumed a lesser man.
oh my god. my mom just found my pipe. she thought it was a dildo.
like i said, there should be a sitcom about your family.
I decided that not getting a job after college is gods way of telling me I will make a great housewife
using my metrocard to split lines. it says optimism on the back. i am optimistic that you will appear at my door and help me finish all these drugs.
my financial goal is to have my cable back before football season starts
Do you remember using the heel of your shoe as a shish kabob stick? You offered me some chicken, but I declined.
I stole an ensure out of their fridge and started chugging it. That was when Maria made me leave.
If I die tonight and was cremated, you could probably get high off the smoke.
I'm sitting at work trying to dust glitter off my pants. I can't hang out with her anymore.
Can we make a pact that if we're 40 and still sluts that aren't married we can get civil unioned the fuck up and raise an asian baby as our own?
I smell like icyhot and vodka... Heres to my pulled tendon.
Is the booze for tonight or the apocalypse?
Both. Pregaming the zombie party and hurricane sustenance.
WHY ARE THERE NO BLACK EMOJIS? I CAN NEVER PROPERLY IDENTIFY MYSELF.
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
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