I just came to the conclusion that the most depressing part of my day is when I have to put clothes on.
he doesn't have near as many excuses as you..and his are usually pretty legit. like "i'm having a baby." that's pretty legit.
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
between my moustache and how drunk I am it will be a miracle if I get laid tonight.
You're so easy to please, it's adorable. Like an alcoholic puppy.
I somehow fell asleep on my kitchen counter using the microwave as a pillow
this is not okay. even my mom refers to me as a sorostitute.
This is probably the only time in my life I'm going to be able to say I'm going to the hospital too smoke weed and play Mario kart.
Someone else needs to become the bad example in our group
But you wear shame so well
BUT YOU MUST FINISH YOUR QUEST
TO FIND THE HOLY GRAIL
AND GET DRUNK OFF YOUR ASS BY DRINKING OUT OF IT
Ive fucked up. im like a feral dog rabidly chasing an infrequent dream amidst a cataclysm of disaster
I woke up in his bed wearing nothing but a penn state hat. We are....
After sex he brought chocolates and said he loves RuPaul's Drag Race. How many points does he score for that?
We were trying to organize all the customers to hold a window pickle race. as of 10:37 pm last night we are no longer allowed in our McDonalds.
its as if im in a choose your own adventure book. except im not the reader and someone else is choosing my fate...one awesome decision at a time.
Randomize
