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 wish there was a photo editing effect that fully opened my drunk eyes
at what point last night did we decide it was okay to let me hitch hike to another bar?
Im making gravy in a lace bra and jeans. Just call me the southwern wet dream
Mid way while flirting with this super hot chick at the bar, he gets up and says no thanks I'm only 19 and gay just waiting for my buddy to hurry up and get with your friend.
Nope. He totaled my car then moved back to Louisiana to work things out with baby mama. I sure know how to pick em
He is currently pregaming mini golf. MINI GOLF.
Someone touched my vagina when we were out last night. The fact that it was you is inconsequential and I am still counting it as a pull.
You need to stop thinking about the needs of your vagina and concentrate on the greater good
direct quote from andrew "you know i can't hear when i drink whiskey"
The CEO is on this whole 'what do you do with your spare time?' kick. Umm... get drunk and have sex in bar parking lots.
So... How much of our rent is drug money?
Halfway through missionary I realized I was partially laying on his sleeping dog and idk that just kinda ruined it for me sooo
you are singlehandedly the most cursed object the universe ever conceived
i'm not too sure if he's up to my expectations looks-wise, but in the penis department he exceeds ALL regulations.
Randomize
