Uhhh...do I owe you any money? Or an apology? Or anything?
its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
she trying to cartwheel up the stairs... not going so well
She wanted to roleplay. Apparently you be snow and i'll be a plow wasn't an option
I wouldn't blow him for all the queso in the world.
I'd rather blow that homeless guy who asked me to breast feed him.
We ate our feelings. Then drank our feelings. I feel feminism delivered.
Braid them armpits, sister.
You stared at the ground for like 20 minutes willing yourself to get sober
Also, rendered a whole bar silent last night when I told a guy to take off his panties and take a shot out of my cleavage. Video to follow...
Don't forget the part about the bar bathroom stumbles.
Oh damn, you're right. I have to include that. You turned off all the lights with your head. That was impressive.
You fell asleep on the toilet and he was like uh should I take her off?
you know you're in deep when you watch fear and loathing in las vegas and every damn scene is relatable.
No we were too stoned to stop you from wiping the peanut butter all over the car.
She just. Cock slapped me. With string cheese.
I was puking for like ten minutes when I realized my parents were fucking in the shower and were afraid to come out
Drinking at 10 in the morning and swimming might not be the best idea I've ever had but it beats working
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