Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
PS the last 3 guys I've hooked up with were a CEO, a mechanical bull operator and a magic the gathering player...I need a type...
Ur type is ready and willing
yea pretty sure we followed the trail of your spaghetti-o vomit to find the car
just as he was about to cum he started shouting "I THINK I CAN! I THINK I CAN!" over and over again.
It totally doesn't make me a groupie if I hooked up with him before he was in the Olympics
We carried on a casual conversation about plants while I gave him a hand job.
The guy in the cast riped the tap off the keg and hit steve with it
It's not quite a landing strip... It's more like a soul patch for my vagina.
I'm over this relationship. I'm just going to get drunk all day, wake up in a puddle of my own vomit again, and go on with my life
He is just lying there. People are throwing money onto his chest as they walk by...
In honor of the internet blackout, I think everyone needs to change their Facebook pictures to ones of them being blacked out.
You slammed your forties down on the table and yelled "I AM EDWARD FORTYHANDS" then mumbled something about repping Idaho like a champ and laid down on the couch.
What I'm saying is DOWNGRADE. Like, do you see the caps lock?
All you have to drink is moonshine and ranch. This is bullshit.
Magyver!
Hi,\n\nYou left your underwear in my Uber. Thanks and bye.
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