Brickbreaker makes my post drinking poops that much better. Sorry, I had to tell someone who might agree.
It was like a little tadpole swimming in the big ocean.
Besides, I'm not in my 30's. I'm still allowed to drink wine from a bag.
I have some memory of taking a dump in a guitar case.
can you come back were all locked out and alyssia's still inside passed out on the floor but more importantly i left a beer in there that's not finished
Whatever, the fact of the matter is that I saved you from poorly planned outdoor sex by doing a rain dance and you should totally thank me.
She is crazy, dude. She actually bit me on the gootch.
Well, my nose won't stop bleeding from really bad cocaine and my purse is full of plastic gold coins. Also, someone saved in my phone as "tyrannosaurus sex" won't quit texting me. Savannah won. Let's put it that way.
I remember him going "OH SHIT" when he saw you straddling me on the table. And it was like the best feeling ever.
I found out that rock climbing and alcohol does not go together. Ask my broken arm.
He'll only communicate through snapchat with pictures of him holding his cat or his dick. Bit of Russian roulette opening them in public but I did it anyway.
I am never drinking with the goths again.
Great, now even dream!me is a drunken borderline mess.
How ya feelin' champ?
Like a million bucks that was soaked in alcohol.
I need a job that does not involve working with people who wear animal costumes when they get fucked.
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