I got fucking wesley sniped last night by that power hoe. How'd it end up on your end? Did you canoodle the stripper enough for her to agree to go to formal?
Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
I tried to gradually lead her into my room but she wouldn't stop crying and quoting memoirs of a geisha
I just got invited to go home with a married couple...
been sitting in chapter for 25 minutes. drinking last night's franzia out of a XXX vitamin water 10 bottle. recruitment chair has no idea. life is good.
I don't care. I'm going to fuck John's friend and it's all your fault.
Its not even 10am and we are talking about what guys assholes we would finger.
this whole plan B standoff thing with her is really starting to make me nervous
I'm over this relationship. I'm just going to get drunk all day, wake up in a puddle of my own vomit again, and go on with my life
We've gotten 3 pitchers already by trading for CUPCAKES
We shouldn't eat pizza in the pool
We r drinking tequila out a glass bottle and smoking weed underwater, pizzas the least of our concern
And then my hands went numb and no one believed me so I started putting peoples cigarettes out on them. Shitty idea i'll tell you that much
Apparently my thong was thrown in the cornfield last night. No one will tell me why.
Found a trail of Taco Bell hot sauce packets through the garage to our back door and cheese in my bra. I'll say it was a successful Sunday Funday.
Naptime over. I've got fresh contacts and tequila. RAAAAAAGE!
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