i'm returning your mother's day gift to finance my alcoholism over the next week.
I rubbed one out into an envelope and mailed it to her. Game point, I win.
The difference between what I would do for a regular Klondike bar and an Oreo flavored Klondike bar is astounding
After we fucked he shhhh'd me and said your welcome
Bren left me with a lovely parting gift. Newfouund alcoholism. I'm on the kitchen floor, hugging a bottle of vodka. It's my only friend now.
What are you doing and how can I add sex in there
I was cracked out naked on a toilet pretending I was posing for playboy.. Shit got weird, but apparently I had a good bday.
no dude I'm not doing anything bad to her...remember she's always the DD she has blackmail material on literally all of us
Well at one point he got ahold of my archery gear.. And I. Shit. You. Not. Sarah took an arrow to the knee.
She's dressed as a slutty goth schoolgirl. Those are my three favorite things. God himself could not give me whiskey dick.
Just saw some dude tumble down the stairs of the bar while leaving...fist pump...and then sprint down the road
Just walked in and got handed a drink. Good service
And I'm laying here struggling with the notion that I need to put pants on.
My horoscope should say: you're an alcoholic, get help today, Pisces
Chaz got drunk and passed out so we superglued a kazoo to his mouth. Listening to him Panic when he woke up was fucking hilarious.
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