it was worse than that time i tried giving evan head 4 days post nose job.
im walking the streets of bville with a bag of cat food..looking for my car. i dont ever want to turn 21 again.
Yeah but the gay hasidics turned out to actually just be real gay hasidics
All I had with a note saying that my shoes are in the ceiling and good luck.
You don't understand. He was so ginger that he could make red hair a dominant gene. And I refuse to torture my future spawn like that.
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
you threw up into the pocket of your shirt. which was pretty damn polite
she was literally 3 feet away from the garbage can, said she couldn't make it, and then proceeded to vomit on the floor in front of everyone in the restaurant
I blacked out for most of the day but apparently I still met with my prof. I made notes...
I just farted a soft, gentle fart and it made me think of the eye puff glaucoma test at the eye dr. I hope that's not fart air they use for those. And yes, I'm texting you from the toilet and yes again, I'm high.
I'm getting a collar when he gets back in to town! That's like the bdsm equivalent of getting his class ring!
Could we try to replay the decision making process whereby only you and I bought and drank a keg this weekend? Because there were some fundamental flaws!
He won't leave and I need to take a shit and vomit, quite possibly at the same time.
I'n not even sure we went out, but I know we broke into a cemetery.
I think all three of us just need to suck it up and go to lunch with him to keep our bar tab down
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