It's an acquired taste. Like keystone. Or caviar.
Word to the wise: learn how to ask "What is my bail posted as" in French before traveling abroad.
While he was going down his phone rang and he answered saying I'll call you later I'm eating.
Come, dress lightly, bring tequila...
I can't talk to her. I know entirely too much about her genitals to hold a conversation without mentioning them.
He literally cocked blocked all the dudes that tried to talk to the girls he was with, and they all loved him.
Same guy who tossed the brunet over his shoulder as they left screaming "Bring me my lucky shovel!"
How was it playing wingman?
I feel like I was rockys coach watching him get the shit beaten out of him by Apollo creed
A guy was over-the-skirt fingering me on the dance floor and I stopped him to sensually rap in his ear. So that was my Halloweekend
I had a flashback of using my sock as a napkin after we got taco bell
Hurry up I'm getting mooned by a hobo
A to Z: fucking your way through the alphabet
It'll be a kids book
if you were broke and planning on using koolaid as a tequila chaser which flavor would you pick?
Woke up, bank account is empty. Sock is still full of blood. Nothing in my pockets but a wireless mic and jenga pieces.
I need my sock, sombrero, maracas, and I just heard I had a light saber, if thats the case...i want that back too
He told me he loved me and I told him I shit myself
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