bahahaha. this guy working at subway literally has someone's name tattooed on his arm, crossed out, and another name below it.
Needless to say Beer Gardens severly frowns upon playing flip cups with real glasses.
I know the vomits not mine cause its on my back.
Does making ice cubes at 4 in the morning count as being productive?
Of course he did. He is like the oprah winfrey for vaginas. Always giving that shit away.
And I don't know what it is about weed making me want every episode of the real housewives of everywhere
Stop whining I left you with whiskey
YOU LEFT ME WITH WHISKEY ALONE IN A CABIN IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE I AM GOING TO DIE.
You then showed up downstairs in only a robe, telling everyone how you were "the most chivalristic fratstar ever."
Currently studying Econ, while waiting outside current booty call's residence for him to return from the strip club. This is your fault.
But the guy you're fucking should not be within ten pounds of your weight when you're five fucking feet tall and he's 6'2". That's all I'm saying.
Guess who just sucked off 1/5 of one direction?
I'm sorry if you weren't drunk enough to be peer pressured into the naked dancing/group make out that transpired last night
anyone can pick a bar fight and pick up a waitress at a bar, not everyone hangout with two wolves. TWO WOLVES.
You threw up a gallon of vomit. I really have never seen anything like it in my decade of partying.
I wiped my ass with a McDonalds wrapper. I've hit an all time low. Sorry for my impatience
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