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This is a drunk text message. I am so glad that we are friends. Tomorrow we will eat sandwiches in miniature. We both love dogs. Flower.
recycled a plan b box. kill a baby. save a tree.
He was passed out on the floor holding a beer can, rolled over switched hands and never spilled a drop. We need to practice.
i was picked up off the floor by a stripper, if thats not a new life low then i dont know what is.
So my game is weak??
If your game is "Lets have sex, and maybe pizza" then yes.
A guy just tried to send me a pic of his penis & my phone sent me a disclaimer saying "the components were unsuitable for your terminal"
Even your phone knows you shouldn't sleep with him...
there's only 1 girl at Mount St Mary that's a virgin. the Mary statue standing outside
instead of telling him i dont hook up with closet frat guys, i gave him his "straight' fraternity brothers number... pike house will be interesting tonight
so as we were driving to pick up my grandma from old navy she procedes to yell into our open window.. "I'll make ya holla fo a dolla" umm...
She just used a turkey baster to transfer alcohol from the glass to the bottle. Just thought you should know
My mom just bought me $200 worth of booze on the condition that I promise I won't have to go to rehab eventually
He is like the real live version of the state fair..
All I remember is drinking vodka out of tupperware.
he was chasing shots of soco with fistfuls of my birthday cake
i need a wealthy benefactor or a cocktail job. or to start stripping. or kill myself. whatever.
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