What's the point in getting all dressed up and going when i'm just gonna throw up on myself by midnight?
the last thing i remember was trying to convince him to call over his girlfriend so we could have a threesome
I don't care if you go out, because at the end of the night I know i'll be the one fucking you.
that was completely unnecessary, true, but unnecessary
Fuck, now I'm not only the other woman, but the pregnant one
Tried to bribe the bartender with wedding cake. Felt bad for not giving her a tip.
Its everclear night, yall need carbs in your body!
She said she'll drive over, bang, and then head home. It's like ordering a pizza.
She introduced me as that girl Nathan was fingering
I just sold my hat for three car bombs. I call that a win.
I have made the descision to sacrifice the first of my family's dogs that wakes me before noon tomorrow. I may quickly become the family outcast
We found you wrapped up in a tarp in the garage the next morning, thats how real shit got.
IM GOING TO SIT ON YOUR FACE AND CHANT 'I BELIEVE THAT WE WILL WIN'
That's actually very serious....I really do think of you whenever is see pizza
So i dislocated my knee but still went home and fucked his brains out. Nothing gets in the way of my sex life. NOTHING.
Plus he probably didn't want to be at home, alone... Jacking off on the big screen without you there to lend a helping hand. I mean, let's be honest. It's not fun if it's not a little weird.
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