My only experiences with NJ are flying into Newark and training for 2 weeks in Weehawken. Needless to say I firmly believe if our nation were to build a wall it should encompass NJ.
No one knows anything for certain. We are sentient chimps throwing darts in the dark with no tangible target to truly aim for always chasing that fleeting moment of happiness that leaves us feeling like junkie bottoming out after shooting crank in between his toes. Constantly searching for that one missing piece that will make us finally feel content with who we are, but deep down we all know that chances are we are all going to die without ever being satisfied with how we spent our limited time here.
Or maybe I’m just skeezing out on doubling my addy dose and have no clue what the fuck I’m talking about.
I’ve been out of undergrad for 3 years now. My post-grad life is all adderal, financial modeling, and the occasional one night fling with one of the local undergrad sorority girls who are really impressed when you can buy a mixed drink made with something other than house liquor.
My new neighbor will love when I tell her that I don’t think it’s creepy that I masturbate in her shrubbery while trying to get a glimpse of her fun bags. She’s the one that needs to chill the fuck out and find something better to do after work.
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Fuck IHOP. I ride or die with Waffle House.
You can say I’m kind of a big deal when it comes to wasting time in between trading.
His user name sits on a throne of lies.
My only experiences with NJ are flying into Newark and training for 2 weeks in Weehawken. Needless to say I firmly believe if our nation were to build a wall it should encompass NJ.
I’ve partaken in mind altering substances before if that’s what you’re asking.
No one knows anything for certain. We are sentient chimps throwing darts in the dark with no tangible target to truly aim for always chasing that fleeting moment of happiness that leaves us feeling like junkie bottoming out after shooting crank in between his toes. Constantly searching for that one missing piece that will make us finally feel content with who we are, but deep down we all know that chances are we are all going to die without ever being satisfied with how we spent our limited time here.
Or maybe I’m just skeezing out on doubling my addy dose and have no clue what the fuck I’m talking about.
Stereotypes exist for a reason.
Wicked Weed from NC shits on about everything else from my state. Fonta Flora is pretty good too.
Does Duda not have a mom?
I’ve been out of undergrad for 3 years now. My post-grad life is all adderal, financial modeling, and the occasional one night fling with one of the local undergrad sorority girls who are really impressed when you can buy a mixed drink made with something other than house liquor.
Who the fuck goes multiple rounds? After little frabst slings nut puke he’s not bouncing back for an overtime period.
I’d fight you, but I don’t want your pseudo hipster blood to stain my Cole Haans.
I want my baby back baby back baby back ribs.
If by instagram you mean printed Polaroid nailed to her door then I can arrange that.
My new neighbor will love when I tell her that I don’t think it’s creepy that I masturbate in her shrubbery while trying to get a glimpse of her fun bags. She’s the one that needs to chill the fuck out and find something better to do after work.
I’d fuck a doughnut in public for a half-dozen KKs.
Shut the fuck up you dildo.
That’s why I fucked around in college and none of my “girlfriends” found out until after a few months.
Hey Madison, the layout blows donkey dick.
You didn’t play slap dick with your brother and friends?