Some kid in my class just puked in his backpack, zipped up the backpack, put the backpack on and walked out the door.
I am at 2.05 miles in under 11 minutes. So either this thing is broke or I should always work out wasted.
We are going out Saturday. Oh and we might also be jousting on bikes.
He sent me a picture of him bent over showing his asshole with the caption "vwahla".... No more tequila for either of you
It'll be a Christmas-Fucking-Miracle if we get through the ceremony without a groomsman vomming
I deem it safe for us to drink together again.
They dropped the charges?
Yeppers. Come drink beers.
and somewhere between crying in her arms and throwing up in her front yard, we became friends.
I'm like a magical alcohol dispenser. I pulled this kahlua out of my vagina.
"It's not a date, we're just spending the entire day at a concert and then getting high together." Awesome.
You have found the Promised Land of friend zones
We'll get you some ice cream, but no sprinkles. Sprinkles are for winners.
And now I'm taking a break sitting on the bathroom floor thanking god that people who eat at subway are either too classy to piss on the floor, or are still relatively sober enough to not piss on the floor before 5pm.
Google imaged your anal issues. Seems fuckable still.
What made you think singing Silent Night while I was puking was a good idea?!?!
so after 3 days of looking i found the keg...looks like somebody tried burying behind the garage
She's better-looking with the mask on.
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