TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
Besides Rainforest Cafe, there's nowhere i'd rather be intoxicated than here
If penises could fly, my ass would totally be an airport.
dude you were so wasted last night you ate a sandwich made out of tomatos, cheese, doritos, salt & pepper. Then you heated it in the micro for 5 min to melt the cheese.
would you kill someone to have someone deliver pancakes to you when you were high?
his dick is like his red hair, amazing but useless
time for a it's-monday-night-and-this-week-is-gunna-suck-drink.
we all know badassery is carried on the XX chromosome
also. he gave me a foot massage during 69ing when i got a cramp. he's a winner.
Is it mean that I just sent him a pic of my tits with the header, "say bye bye?"
I wonder if our vaginas are like "o thank god, no strangers breaking in tonight." Baahhhh sooo bad
He thought my hair would soak it up. I HAD TO CUT IT OFF.
Tell me again your tentative move date. There are 5 Russians in my apartment on ecstasy and they are having a rave in my living room. I can't. I need to move stat
I can't wait to see you again...not a euphemism, just really looking forward to seeing you. Wanting to fuck you as often as possible just seems implied at this point.
I'm bleeding and intoxicated as I'm walking to my final right now. Wish me luck
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