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I remember having the weirdest thoughts and thinking our room was a compass and we were in the compass or something.
Matt says that there are strip club auditions in our living room and he'd like you to audition.
I'm not trying to be dramatic but if someone makes you choose between getting a Brazilian or dying. For the sake of your sanity just fucking die
I though us hooking up in the field was your way of saying you were an outdoors person
Note to self, stop going out with self absorbed bisexuals
Hey will pizza rolls help if you accidentally get a diabetic chihuahua drunk?
I don't know if I want to live in a world where i can't fuck an exes brother.
Then mom squeezed my boob and said, "Dad would go nuts if I had these..."
You took my underwater blowjob virginity.
Don't forget ur talking to the master juggler. Remember that time I slept with 3 guys and made them all pay for plan b? Paid the rent didn't I?
you were passed out so I asked you what my name was and you opened your eyes and yelled "ricotta cheese"
no way
that's when i decided you were gonna be okay
I'm sorry I did drugs then got really loud and bitchy at your party and judged your choice in one night stands.
You were captain morganning on the laundry hamper and when I walked in you slingshotted a thong at me and started peeing. This all came back to me when I picked up some jeans to wear and they smelled like piss.
I'm not so good at organized events that don't revolve around whiskey or playgrounds.
I'm sitting on our balcony drunk. And in my underwear. Our relationship with our neighbors may improve.
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