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OK...I gotta go get strawberry short cake cakes and knee pads
I can't go out tonight I need to save my money for important things.....like rogaine and ecstasy.
LMAO!!! just remembered you said this to me last night. "sometimes you post too many Jesus tweets. It's not that that's really bad... But I roll my eyes and you should know that."
I was drunk but it's true
I'm giving up shame for lent. Here come the best 40 days and nights of my life.
Just woke up. Need to shower and fuck. Be there when I'm done disappointing. Should be 30.
I literally might walk of shame home on a cable car. If that doesn't scream San Francisco I don't know what does
Crashed the mayor's bday party, no list for some reason. Wore suits. Ludacris was there.
I made him leave at 3am, he texted me a couple minutes later and said the elevator was broken and he was sleeping in there, but he said I was worth it so I don't feel guilty
Listen to me plotting my whoredom.
When we asked you how you got there you replied in all seriousness, "rode my legs"
Valuable lesson learned: if you reach the point where you have to talk yourself in to finishing the last half of your beer, you shouldn't try.
Just found out I own a pyramid. Fuck your good grades, I'm living in my pyramid.
RE-DICK-YOU-LUSSSSS
That's me emphasizing the ridiculous
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
Drunk at work, covered in Cheetos is no way to go through life.
I found Cheetos.
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