all I know is if I don't watch spice world right now there will be a firefight.
i bet if teenage jesus was here he would do a shot with me
I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
He was streaking. We were hammered. We had roman candles. It only made sense to shoot them at him.
He told me his penis would be a "Sad Panda" if I didn't give it a ride through the jungle.
After we fucked he shhhh'd me and said your welcome
Just don't let me fall on anything that can be broken. Unless its a dick
Imagine getting a FB inbox "hey I found your ID on the floor of a bar can you send me a mugshot so I can get a second piece of ID made?"
This may have to wait till tomorrow. I smoked so my back wouldn't hurt and I overshot relaxed by like 4 hits casually
These past few weeks have been a lesson on why you don't put your penis inside girls who live in your building.
Hey, it's all about finding the bright side. And boobs are definitely a bright side.
But can mardi gras accurately capture the essence of my tiny rage?
He'd never survive you. Is there a boot camp for pre-heather training?
I was just in the bathroom and some guy yelled all hail the king... i cant go anywhere without getting recognized anymore.
thanks for letting me have sex in your bed, too bad you didn't get to yet
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