Let's hustle tonight so we can relax tomorrow
Perfect. Like where your heads at
By relax I mean have sex
um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
So apparently I told him I was off to go "whore skipping" and I disappeared into the night skipping down the street. I know this because there's video.
Reason #82 that I need to get laid: my pubes are getting split ends.
I have sucked so much dick this week I think I am going to start sweating semen
i think there mostly mad about the fact it was 6 pm not the fact i blew a .255
well he is only 50 percent black.. but after last night i am 100 percent not going back
Nah nah nah the rules are different on st patty day, drink beer or die. It's like the hunger games but blurrier
I heard you were drinking whiskey straight from the bottle last night.
Actually I was drinking whiskey straight from 3 bottles, but that is neither here nor there.
I think it really helped to be hungover at accepted students day. it gave me a good feel for how it would be everyday if I go there.
You shouted, "LOOK I'M HAWKEYE," and beaned mike with a dildo from across the room.
One day we'll be rich enough to go to rehab. Until then, fuck it.
My mom found my empty case that I hid in my room and just said "now why don't you be a responsible underaged drinker and throw it in the recycling" and walked away. I'm in shock.
I'm at forever 21 and someone pooped in the dressing room.
There is a baby in my apartment. What the fuck happened last night?
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