yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
I don't know where I am, but its a Goosebumps novel waiting to happen.
I think my favourite thing about cubicles is the fact that I can pick my nose at work
On a scale of one to Chris Brown, how angry are you?
So currently I have a block of cheese duct taped to my air conditioner in lieu of a fridge.
I just want to hug my vagina but I can't!\nLike, I want to wrap my arms around it and say "I'm sorry"
Here's the level of my committment: I'm not participating in the Olympic opening ceremonies drinking game. THIS IS SERIOUS.
I need a "closed for the season, thanks for a great summer" sign for my vagina
Everything is just really out of control. I hear puking from three different parts of the house. Roger has black eye from being punched. Kaiser tried shaving his head, but somehow burned himself. Music is bumping, but everyone is either puking and calling out for help or blacked the fuck out.
He balanced a treat on his nose, and then he rolled me a joint. My bf is the best pet ever.
He gave me the "find somebody who wants to date you for who you are" speech while I walked around the house asking people for pants.
First encounter with a mirco peen. I was confused when he said he doesnt go down on girls. Cmon dude, practice on a peach.
I wish I were single again so I could actually have sex.
You know, finding my first grey pube at 34 is FAR more distressing than finding that first grey hair at 13.
I DO NOT FUCKING WANT OR NEED THIS INFORMATION!
He is saved in her phone as Sir. Mindfuck <3/ vag cleaner of course I need to meet him.
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