I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
wow. When I'm done with him he's going to have to pop his collar in necessity and not just douchery
So what does a sober person do in Vegas on a Friday night?
My parents showed me my IQ test from fourth grade, I'm shitting on my potential.
I imagine the nuva ring like a bug zapper. It just kills them all.
is it sad that i can describe this night as "the night that i was sober" and we all know which night it was. like literally one night of sobriety.
want the rest of his teeth to fall out while he slowly dies alone. Pretty sure I'm to the anger phase.
I'm stealing this baby.
Well I always support illegal activity but where would you put it?
I'm pretty sure they kept making references about gangbanging me but I was too stoned to catch on, I just sat there and stared at his kitten.
Judging by the progress I've made since I woke up (none) I'm thinking this hangover may keep me in bed.
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
If anybody had to puke on my shoes, I'm glad it was you.
I asked for a cup of water. They gave me tequila. They WANT ME TO DIE
I begin to question your sobriety when you both left here shirtless, with beers in one hand and shotguns in the other
cant one of your roommates drive you?
You came in my eye once. You owe me.
ill be there in 20
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