Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
wait a second... your telling me you want me to take you to the bank at 10 on a tuesday so you can buy a blow up pool and fill it with beer?
yes... and buy you lunch
She's like a pop up book from hell.
I probably shouldn't have slept with him. I feel like that may have given him the wrong idea.
That bitch ruined vodka saturday
I Can't even believe I threw all my pizza rolls at her, I mean not only did i ruin a good meal but now I dont have anymore
well, I yelled "the tribe has spoken!" at a boatload of people and then I walked home alone in the pouring rain at 1:30am. karma really is a bitch, yo.
So, when I got arrested, they fingerprinted me. I'm getting my nails done right now and I'm pretty sure he's filing off my prints. Worth the $30.
I smell like hot dogs and captain morgan it's 11:20 am what is my life
We fucked so hard and loud that the everyone at the party downstairs starting chanting his name. Oh I we broke a lamp.
And we had three hours of crazy sex then his roommate ate pizza off me while I was sleeping.
It is a fiery spray of napalm-covered beautiful words that leave a flaming "fuck you" on the ground after I destroy him.
Easy Mac and you are the sexiest things in my life
What happened to no more shots?
It went out the window just like my dreams
She's writing hockey erotica again.
Tell her to pick another team besides ours this time.
Randomize
