Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
It's been over a month and I still can't find the bra I wore out on new years eve.
hey quick question, what would you consider to be a "first date" porn?
it was such a weird mix, KFC and penis
At what point did you think the cops were actually coming to hang out with us
You cant hold me accountable for my actions when im high.
I wish we couldve been like jesus and the desiples tongith
I'm going to do lines of vitamin c I cannot be sick for halloween
i need to stop celebrating other people's birthdays like they are m own.. my body can't handle a birthday every week
Here's a tip. Don't party with someone that needs sexual attention. Drinking and sexual attention don't mesh well in the morning. Especially over a bowl of Cheerios.
The cops walked in and cracked up bec he was passed out on the couch in a pink tutu.
I'm almost positive that you shat in a birdhouse
Of course it may just be the context. A dish of dog food would look lovely next to your breasts.
Jäger goes great with personal crises and receding morals...
I feel like it could help stop wars and begin world peace and the continents can unite for one Monday because chicken fries come back today
Put a Santa hat on my junk. He's wants to be festive too.
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