Just got yelled at by a priest...again.
therell be strippers and coke right?
no strippers. just coke.
i hate this fuckin recession
the bulge in his pants is not junk. its hair. trust.
I'm gonna make this happen. You think it would be too forward to text him my room number with turn by turn directions straight to my crotch?
I put a toilet paper roll with my number on it by his face... hooking up is not happening
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
He puked in the voicemail. That's a true friend right there.
The bartender charged us for drinks. Life is different.
i don't remember going ever taking off my pants but my pubes are shaved into a K and kelsey is passed out in the shower.
Get drunk. Masturbate to his picture. Fall asleep. Repeat. Fuck summer.
the fact that you have a guy named the "i want you to tie me up and fuck me" guy speaks volumes about your life.
I had to get my boss birth control a work today. I knew going to ASU would come in handy in my career someday.
We can get drunk and battle coyotes
Status: mom bitching about grandma not shutting the fuck up, while not shutting the fuck up. Dear Jesus give me strength or more bourbon.
i dunno but you just looked at him said "youre making me really wet" and straight pissed your pants
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