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The guy in front of me in line at Starbucks looks kinda like Danica Patrick except he has a huge boner.
The girl I was getting head from just called my dick an anteater...I hate my parents for not cutting my cock tip off.
It's a law of Nature, girls naturally hate eachother. It's only when there's no competition for a mate that they can hate each other a little less and then are appropriated into the "BFF" slot.
My RA just tried to write me up for having sex too loudly during quiet hours.
I caught a rooster roaming Edison Park then released it in the bar. They made me try to catch it again and somebody played the chicken dance while I chased it
You told me to hold on because you had to barf like a dinosaur.
she kept peeing on everything and yelling it was now her property.
Drunk versus high capture the flag: what team is everybody gonna be on?
When you hit the 45 minute mark of any argument about The Flintstones, you have to realize: it's no longer you arguing, it's the cocaine arguing.
It smells like someone died in our apartment and ya'll used some random orifice of his body to smoke weed out of. Side note, how did we get a guitar?
Just rinsed and put my styrofoam cup of noodles in the dishwasher. I need to be not hungover ASAP
Spending 4 hours in the emergency room today tells me that your birthday party was a success.
You know it's been awhile when the imagery of fucking AT A DENNY'S gets me really turned on.
he wears New Balance sneakers on a regular basis, did you really expect the sex to be more than decent?
So, my ex just showed me the drunk voicemail we left him last night. Started out with me saying "I think it's Shane." Then you took my phone and started singing a song about peanut butter, train tracks, and tequila. I joined in. On the upside, he said he's totally fine with being on the drunk dial list from now on. Soooo, another tequila night??
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