She stuck a Big Gulp bend-y straw up his ass to see if he could handle anal.
Ew, and?!
Well he couldn't and the deal was he had to drink something using it afterwards.
I mean I'm not worried about us not getting wasted. I'm more worried that I'll be doing a Boris yeltzen impression by 1030.
There's something really special about 3:00 in the afternoon drunk that just can't be duplicated at any other time of day.
she just blew up the empty bag of wine and used it as a floatation device.
But don't worry I didn't actually get stitches, although according to the health center I probably should have
so apparently going to a christian rock concert dressed as Jesus is horribly inappropriate.
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
I no longer believe that the road to self esteem is through his penis.
And he came all over himself. At least he didn't ruin my new lulus.
Actually though that could've been bad.
What if he stabs me in the back, mid-orgasm, as I sit on his face? It'd be a miraculous way to go but that's not the point
i’m just listening to christina aguilera’s “your body” on repeat and trying not to pass out at my desk.
So don't be alarmed when you go into your bathroom, he's sleeping in the tub with your brothers dinosaurs. also I'll clean up the sticky floor later. (you don't wanna know)
The more I drank he just got hotter and hotter. And then the mustache didn't look too bad
Its a good night when you make $200 and didn't have to see any balls
Who the fuck hid 3 Zimas under my pillow?! Icing doesn't count when it's 8am the next morning and everyone's left and you've passed out on your couch. Currently chugging 2 of 3...
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