things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
Thanksgiving. A stoners favorite holiday
Even Lady Gaga hates Purdue
those are the first brownies ive had since i was 13 that didnt have weed in them.
not much sitting here stoned eating my little sisters halloween candy and judging each individual hersheys candy bar and after much deliberation by the selection committee the original hersheys chocolate bar won
Yeah, first time I've shit my pants in my twenties... I'm thinking about putting it on my Facebook timeline
I got picked up after "I just threw up in my face". Then I had very specific instructions involving the bathtub.
she opened a can of olives, drained the juice and poured ranch dressing in. oh and 'croutons' (saltines) on top...
At one point I had two blunts in my hand and had no idea where they came from.
So the bar crawl I'm on is a "90s bar crawl" and I made the joke about a few overweight girls that "lack of concern for your weight is so 90s" it did not end well
He caught a Pokemon on my head while I sucked him off. I think I need to marry him.
The moral of the story is this:the last shot of the night is always a mistake
I hate that I still want him to look at me as the vagina that got away.
You are not allowed to sing ever again, my ears are still ringing.
I'm fairly sure I accidentally saw my dad naked last night
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