things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
i have rugburns grass stains and some road rash. im an all terrain slut
It's one of the many facets of my drunken alter egos. I'm like substance abuse batman.
Inquiring minds want to know if your Bf is circumcised
I fell asleep on the air hockey table and someone turned it on, scariest shit ever when you're that fucked up
what the hell is that chicken wire thing she's holding?
An artistic expression of her stupidity.
You shouted, "LOOK I'M HAWKEYE," and beaned mike with a dildo from across the room.
Haha ohman remember when I peed in your blender? Gotta love college.
YOU DID WHAT???
I texted him a series of texts in which the first letters of each text spelled out "WE SHOULD HAVE SEX". If that's not dedication to the dick, I don't know what is
Why did I ever allow that penis to enter my sacred temple?
You know you went through something intense when you actuallu applaud yourself for not shitting your pants
my grandpa paid for my boob job but he just doesn't know it.
I know it's just really hard to give up sex and cigs during a blizzard
I haven't been single on my birthday for 7 years. If you don't get me laid tonight, your best friend/wing woman status will be revoked.
when i was on the highway she passed out and knocked my transmission into nuetral with her forehead...that was an experience
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