Theyre still fighting about whether its called america or the united states.
so chris just stuck his hand between rachel's legs and yelled 'TROUT!' and we were like...you're wasted
no, its his 'welcome back from rehab' party.
Apparently faking a threesome isn't as much fun as you'd think
My #1 goal this summer is to get drunk at olive garden
At least we kept it together. It's people like him who yell at bushes that give acid a bad name
we had to stop you from eating moldy cake.. twice.
I'm at Home Depot to get supplies to fix the wall we cracked by fucking too hard against the bookshelf.
All I need is the Internet and a place to drink.
By the way, I'm pretty sure your husband is publicly advocating more BJs for my husband, via Facebook.
Taking my infected piercing out in the parking lot of the food card place. This is one of those life defining moments that makes me sad.
Dude it's bad when your 10 year old son makes fun of your penis size.
He knows whenever I get drunk I'm going to call him and make fun of his major. Its like a reverse booty call.
I don't think I'm ever gonna need a boyfriend again. I have a body pillow, a vibrator, and I'm strong enough to open my own jars.
Not only do I have a well-defined bite mark on my arm, but I also have a perfectly clear bruise of a handprint wrapped around my arm like a tribal tattoo. Thoughts on how that happened?
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