So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
No its cool I don't even have to do anything he is rapping to one of the strippers. He is punishing himself enough.
THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD LET ME CHUG VODKA.
I think god is proud of me so he is rewarding me in discounted wine
Ima go for a jog. and I'm going to jog until I throw up a lung. then I'll crawl home.
I had this image of some guy in a taco truck down by the IMA accosting you for a peep show.
Your 13 year old niece and her best friend half carried you from the beach to the pool where you then clung onto a raft and screamed about having pretty hair.
How did she break his doorknob?
That was our fault. We put a chair under the doorknob so that she wouldn't wander out of his room in the middle of the night and jump into bed with her ex. But she's stronger than we thought.
i introduced myself to everyone by my new name, thundergooch. i threatened the neighbors with a hammer when they used my real name. needless to say, sailor jerry was not kind to me.
Probably twitter. Never underestimate a psycho girl with wifi
Whoa, I am aware of WAY too many squirrels right now...
Update: I may or may not be in a cult
Update #2: I may or may not be the leader of said cult
He sent me a picture of Reese's peanut butter cups next to his dick. Of course I went over.
can we not speak foreign languages when I'm on drugs
Panties = found
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