Quick, to the slutcave!
Hm. I declare blue a flavor.
The cops just drove by on their loudspeaker going DO NOT DRINK THE WATAHH
I love boston
at the last minute we also decided to throw an egg in the beer bong. and he drank it, shell and all.
I had to write an apology letter to security guards in the hotel so I didnt get kicked out
Woaahhhh there! We are JUST drunk fucking. Don't call me "baby".
So burnt out. Like weed hangover. And someone just fell through the ceiling outside of my class. How's your morning going?
He went down on me while I had rollers in my hair. I've never felt more like a lady.
Yelling back at the people on Jerry springer through the TV, and eventually punching it. Failure of a night.
He put my hand on his penis and said welcome home.
I ripped my favorite jeans crossing that fence
That sucks
It's an upgrade! I didn;t even have to unzip my pants to pee!
No you don't understand. This tree is really alive. Like in Pocahontas.
But I made it seem like I wasn't hungover at work, so that's a plus.
I told the cops they couldn't arrest me until they found my shoe. Now I have the grant county cops looking for my heels by the rail road tracks.
He grabbed a pine cone off the ground and yelled "I love cigars" then tried to smoke it for ten minutes.
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