I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
You can't like Harry Potter and Twilight. You have to pick. Vampires and Wizards are mutually exclusive.
how can i incorporate a boy scout uniform into what i do tonight?
I just learned you can mail a coconut. I'll be over in 3 days with the rum.
i was playing the convince him im sober game through texting. i spelled most of the words right. i hope.
I think I'm finally maturing. I'm happy he found someone. Good for him. I sincerely hope she doesn't choke on his tiny penis.
I don't think child baring hips is a compliment.
Land Before Time marathon. we drink every time littlefoot almost eats a treestar.
The bartender from Thursday remembered me... And gave me a FLAMING BUCKET of alcohol.
your drunk ass trust falled a guy double fisting bud limes and as a result your head bounced off the patio table. So that might explain the stitches on the back of your head.
I think ur a lot drunker then u think u are. That girl has the body of a cartoon character and not in a good way.
The only thing I remember is doing a toddlers and tiaras dance routine onstage. I fucking CURTSIED.
OMG stop. Pretty feet? Sparkle baby!
I love you with the passion of a thousand FUCKBOYS during the height of week 1 texting
I know you're having some issues right now but can we focus on the gangbang?
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