just upgraded from jello shots to jello bowls blacking out just got that much more delicious
Pregaming class all semester has made this final review session more like my introduction to the topic.
If you fuck her, Im going to call you and I want you to cough 2 times.
I'm not sure how many more innuendos I can slip into this fucking conversation before I just blatantly say "I want to fuck you."
I get that he's ugly and I deserve better but I will still beat up the girls he hangs out with.
The weed is temporarily burning the grammar section of my brain library.
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
He was making Jim beam nachos. Chips soaked in whiskey with cheese
Nothing shouts "I'm single" like a thousand needlepoint pillows.
I'm shaved like a Brazilian hooker right now.
I have the flu.
I don't give a shit
Why is there a chocalet milkshake outside our front door?
Alcohol
He wouldn't stop calling me so I sent him a text saying "I'm dead. Dead. Leave me alone." And he replied with "so can I see you then?"
Did I tell you guys I was bisexual last night? I just had a flashback
My hangover headache is somewhere in the Harry Potter scar neighborhood. I can now empathize with that poor bastard.
Maybe if I ever do become a counselor, I would just implement a kind of intensive meme therapy.
Randomize
