all we need is a shotglass and a helicopter.
We fish bowled my car and anna told us a story about time travel and part of it had people melted into the side of a boat and i imagined them being melted into my car moaning in pain and then we got scared and thought zombies were outside and couldn't leave for a while.
we were like drunken butterflies among sober caterpillars,
I just found pie in my hoodie pocket... This break needs to end.
no, that was the night I slathered your dick in the icing from my birthday cake
This is final. The chair stays in the bathroom, we are too old to be puking from the floor, grown ups sit in chairs infront of the toilet to puke.
Or grown ups don't drink themselves into vomiting.
we can fight about whose fault it is later....naked.
Our conversation concluded a weekly schedule of casual sex in between classes.
I can see the future and your future is full of penis
my whole checking account just had a funeral down bourban street, paid for that, and then bought everyone 5 shots of fireball...
Did you just email Kelly and I gay dinosaur erotica?
I lost a fight last night. By that I mean I head butt the bar and busted my lip open.
This drink tastes like mosquito repellent.
you know its getting late when the "nevers" are turning into "maybe"
she peed her pants, took them off, the put them back on. but she only put her legs in one hole.
Randomize
