I told them you could toss a salad like wolfgang puck
elementary school lunch room party. everyone brings their own lunch and can trade stuff. all juice is booze.
why are there post-it notes all around the apartment labeled where you guys had sex and in what position
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
If you dont, I will tell Dad you are gay.
Fine, and I will tell him you fucked his business partner
Previous statement retracted.
he also begged me to fake an orgasm when he couldn't get me to come.
After it was shut down sean literally made out with four separate girls between the 100 feet to our house. It was a rampage.
Then she cat effected the picture of my dick I sent her the other night. I'm in love.
I'm getting the lip of my vagina pierced & you expect ME to be the voice of reason?
Second time this week margarita night turned homoerotic
Poking every semi-decent guy on Facebook in the hopes that one of them will want to hook up with me tonight. So far all i've accomplished is 5 new poke wars which i will most certainly continue after this weekend.
What happened after I vommed in your shirt that I was wearing and threw it out the window on the highway?
Let me know. Show me one boob if yes. 2 if no
Can I trade you chipotle for a pregnancy test?
Grumpy Cat is dead and fuck EVERYTHING.
Randomize
