at least franzia made me throw up pretty colors.
I would invite you but we are high and there is an AK-47. Not your scene.
Also, I've sobered up around 5am, in Delaware. I remember making this decision, and highly regret it now.
the lady at the gas station just thanked me for wearing clothes this time... i am so confused
I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
he just sent me a picture of his penis sticking through a piece of paper that he had drawn a stick figure with tits on it that said "you"
nothing like smoking out of your roommate's bong with your mom to celebrate the rising of christ
he is risen halelujah
I knew it would be an interesting night when he showed up at my house on a scooter wearing a six foot american flag as a cape.
Dude if her licking my face hammered isn't love I don't really want to know what love is.
Thats Poetry
She only fucks to metal. I don't know whether to marry her or run for the hills.
I have bruises from doing the splits on the poles, if that doesn't scream bourbon street regret then I don't know what does
All he gave me was a sore vagina and film suggestions
you don't go into accounting for the pussy....
Not sure but if it exists I will find it and I will fill my face with it
sorry for showing your butt to the bar
sorry for licking your cheek
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