Can't talk. I'm at the Tulsa Sheriff's office with a bunch of rednecks. I bet I'm the only one that voted for Obama.
I bet you're the only one who could read the ballott.
you remind me of a slightly lless slutty bristol palin
and you remind me of a slightly less retarded levi johnston
And then I have a slight inkling that I went up to the bar and tried to order the bartender.
you scanned your fake to get into the dorm last night and when the lady told you it was the wrong card you looked at her and said this is who i am thursday night
Canada: barely better than America at a sport they invented.
there is mayo everywhere what the fuckkkk
hey you forgot your wet suit in my room you can come grab it whenever
I'm standing outside of the bar watching homeless men teach a kid how to pee of the sidewalk.
Just smokin in the creek with some deer, they like the smoke, I know.
im so sad I can't openly talk about acid tab Sundays
I downloaded the presidential playlists for offline listening. And Obama made a night one so we have presidential approved fuck jamzzzzz. Thanks Obama!
He had to put his grandma's photo away before I tied him to the bed. She doesn't need to see any of that.
i just woke up, first off why is there pineapple everywhere and who's underwear is on my ceiling fan ?
I think it might be the guy sitting next to me. I've concluded he HAS to be smuggling insane amounts of onions in his wardrobe to smell like that
Even if they did assume we were doing kinky shit, it's not like they're gonna be like, "HALT SATAN! INTAKE SOME JESUS AND VOMIT YOUR SINS!"
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