i just realized i've been trying to levitate the potatoe chip out of her hand for the past ten minutes. i think i smoked to much.
your address is 607B right?
yeah why?
i need to tell the guy bringing over the flaming bag of dog shit where to put it
no. you can't hotbox the world.
I mean I found and stalk his moms facebook.. that obsessed.
We decided to have a girls night of four lokos, three of us cried and the other puked
i really appreciated the lovely drunk rendition of whitney houstan's "i wanna dance with somebody" you left on my voicemail.
She was stumbling around looking for her cat. She said i could help, but i had to call him by his jungle name
I used to not like fucking fat girls but with her gut clapping against her boobs, its like a standing ovation ever time.
Dedicating my hangover to whoever the hell I hooked up with in the bathroom last night.
just kidding, dedicating it to the gods of mexican food. omnomnom
Our DD has become famous. Strippers are asking to be handcuffed to him.
Either of you know why the shower was on and the bathroom door wide open with no one in there at 6 in the morning?
Just once I'd like to go out and not have to tell you to put your pants back on.
Oh you know, we just bobbed for apples in a bucket full of jungle juice. So, a casual Tuesday night.
I was giving him head and he slipped one of those hats with propellors on top on my head.
I am a taco. I am also really high.
I've always seen you more as a chimichanga.
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