if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
No jewlry, no bra, and no pen. I couldnt be more prepared for a friday morning class.
he just looked at me and whispered "these are my sea lions. my sea lions." and then went back to licking the mirror
He is juggling broken glass botttles, I think its time to cut him off...
I don't see what kind of idea someone could get from an envelope covered in jesus stickers and a note from a person and their dog. I'd say crazy person alert before flirting.
Somehow ed fucked carrie while purposely not saying a single word to her all night. He just nodded and smiled.
Would it have been easier if he talked to her?
Yeah, but i bet him he couldn't do it. Now he gets a free taco bell combo of his choosing.
My chin is breaking out a bit and feels all itchy and burny like I'm allergic to something. Are you using a new lotion on your balls?
Selling our snow shovel to buy more beer. Not your brightest idea.
We could have had it all. And by all I mean sex in your Toyota Corolla.
I AM EATING BACON AND CHEESE. FUCK THE BULLSHIT.
I'll have to start mass sending dong pics to get the recognition I deserve
I'm smoking a bowl in my bathtub. I'm meant to be alone.
I'll do my best. he just keeps yelling beer and doing dick helicopters
I feel like I smell like bad decisions
He doesn't understand the concept of a strip club. He keeps falling in love
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