I wonder if those guys know that i know that is a halfway house and dont just think it is some cool older guy frat house.
Party priorities: alcohol > girls > music > cups > decorations
I need to write the inventor of adderall a thank you note stapled to a copy of my degree
If we ever start off with margaritas for breakfast and end up naked covered in olive oil...I could think of worse ways to spend a day.
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
Im pretty sure by the fifth subway ride after going in circles the four times prior, we all just accepted that we werent making the concert and should instead enjoy our magical weed and tequila laced journey.
Sundays should be dedicated to Girl Scout cookies, sex, and super hero movies.
I only see on penis in this picture but I assume there is another lurking out of sight.
Totally clawed myself in the face during sex. I can die happy?
I shaved my balls for you. Do you have any idea how hard that is?
and you fell through a lawn chair
She's in it for that fear factor ya'll. Obsession and stalking or nothing.
Remember when I puked into a mesh garbage can in the middle of a meeting and told the clients it was "morning sickness"?
hahah yep
Well the are flying back here, it's been like 10 months, should I frame fake baby pics in my office?? Or too much?
It was great. Except he kept asking me to lick his butthole, I was like firm no
You'll be pleased to know I just had an elaborate day dream about your penis. you were there too.
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