Sea World? Is this your way of admitting that you're into fatties? Star girls claims she wanted 3 of them, fell asleep, and woke up like that. Granted, three stars on your face is still retarded.
I'm no longer a pharmacy student. Uh oh. How will I get my daily dose of self-esteem without regular numerical evaluations? Not sure what I'm going to do when I wake up tomorrow but I hope it involves going to get booze.
Maybe she wanted to glow in the dark like the stars she glued to her ceiling when she was 12. Shitty tattoo time? Shitty tattoo time. Sometimes you feel like a nut. Peanut that is:
I don't have a picture, but someone I met in college has Carl from the Simpsons tattooed on his leg. When asked why, all he could say was "I wanted something random."
You people suck. That's how you do a weekend thread. My ex-girlfriend has a dog that looks a little bit like a black version of Falcor Spoiler This is her when she was a puppy, she looks more like Falcor now but I don't have any good pictures.
Turbo: A Power Rangers Movie (which my boys are currently watching on Netflix) has some extreme spank fodder. Dear God, I thought I`d never love another pink ranger...
The perfect accompaniment to this is: What I look forward to most about the drunk threads is someone posting a fine pair of (unclothed) titties. Makes the whole week melt away in a matter of seconds. Gentlemen, are there no more heroes among us?
Fixy, fixy. As far as "awesome" tattoos go, I think this guy is King Shit: ...the badness just jumps out of your monitor at you.
I was thinking the same thing, aren't you people known for being late for everything anyway? Regardless, this thread needs a push, I recommend everyone watch my boy CD motherfucking O (who's song is coincidentally 4:20 long) in action here.
I picked up a four pack of Boulevard Dark Truth beer awhile ago and now is the time for one or two. It's an extremely heavy beer so for once, I can't drink too much of it. If you can get or make weed candy, why the fuck don't you have it on hand 24/7? Unless you already do...
Gee Mr. Merlot, I don't usually stay up late with men I don't know. What's that, you say? You want me to drink more of you? Well, I am a people pleaser.
That video I swear to Christ can cure cancer. It's either the most brilliant satire in history or the world's most subliminally gay clusterfuck. Either way it's so good it is borderline masturbation fodder.