Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
i was puking in the toilet, he walked in and to talk to me and started puking in the sink.. Could this be my perfect man??
nothing as in nothinggggg kills the mood for me is when a girl with 4 cm nipple hair
I learned nothing from that class except drinking and chemistry go together great.
whatever it's my dick and i'll put it wherever i want
its a vaginal recession for me, ill take what i can get
I remember fighting the chubby dude and the bouncer put me in the full Nelson. Woke up this morning with a dislocated shoulder. We need to finish the rest of this beer though
I pulled some girls weeve trying to pull the stop cord on the bus
We designated a driver... But it was me..... So we designated another driver
I got a text saying, "It's so great to throw tomatoes at seagulls."
Drove by a cop already pulling someone over and toasted him with my bong
It's 4 in the afternoon........
In the mean time, I'll continue to kick ass at running and become a successful stripper while he might hook up with one average looking girl he met at a club. I so win.
She called and said her prescription was refilled. I guess we are dating again.
I went out to have a smoke, and next thing I know, he's got me bent over a picnic table praying to deities I don't believe in. You should have been there.
just saw two eagle scouts making out in chic-fil-a
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