I don't know where my bra went.
Welll you ran into the street, took it off and yelled "I'm a free woman!". And then you threw it at some homeless guy.
Something about getting head on stairs. I don't know.
NO I FORBID YOU. THERE ARE BETTER VIRGINITIES OUT THERE WORTH KIDNAPPING.
Can't talk right now. I'm doing tequila shots with my professor at some Mexican bar. That's how I prepare for finals.
watched two friends get underages. one had a shirt on that said lets get wasted while the other said to the cop "i understand your just trying to do your job but that was dirty bro".
He said to use 30 racks as chairs and then drink til we fall thru the box
Just to clarify, I'm still tripping balls
On an unrelated note, I've come up with a theory of everything
I tried to have a quickie with him at the company happy hour. I think I need to quit my job.
the night was just a blur of sex and pie
That's it. I'm moving to LA & sitting on his face.
Knowing how to carefully mix my vices has to be the #1 skill I've gotten from pharmacy school
Erin was right. There were bees at the after hours.
So if he doesn't show up do we eat his birthday cake? Because I'm stoned and wrestling is on. What's the proper protocol
i'd like to schedule a penis for 4pm please.
Dude, running 15 min late.
Let's play a game, you pay for all the drinks I can finish before you get here. Go.
Randomize
