I think you're the first person to ever call Louisville, KY a "romantic getaway".
I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
She's dressed as a slutty Dalmatian. I doubt she has morals.
He had a ladies night special at his place. Unlimited jello shots till 10, 50 cents after.
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
Amazing. Super drunk. We stole a street sign in a golf cart and went around jousting trash cans all night.
Sorry but i am wayy to hungover to take mom to her AA meeting.
Wont she be proud, Hailey.
He shoved his balls through an egg carton and showed us a picture. They were surprisingly egg-like.
It's like they're playing jeopardy and the category is "things that make women dry."
So I just stole my deans keys to break into the dining hall to get coco puffs. I shouldn't have gone to this meeting stoned.
What guy invites over a booty call, gets all naked and then when the real fun begins and a condom is needed, claims to not have one? And wears socks THE entire time?
What's Spanish for "I shouldn't have worn these underwear to work?"
he said he's going to burn things and pack his stuff. he may leave tomorrow supposedly but i doubt it
I'm not big on drama but you need to put your pants on and leave.
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