I had a disgustingly explicit dream last night involving myself and lil wayne.
apparently i traded the tiffany necklace my mom bought me for 2 shots and next in line for beer pong at the frat.
I wishh there was a lost and high section in walmart cause I would be there right now
Walk of shame... his parents made me go to church with them first. in my club top sweat pants and slippers. i just slapped god in the face
he said he wants to do me james and the giant peach style. im afraid of what that means. but moderately excited. wish me luck.
Fat girl left in a hurry. Possibly had to do with the missing bathroom door in my apartment.
I can't figure out how to get this beer bong in my carry on without airport security questioning me as it goes through the x-ray.
you don't know true fear until you are a convinced that velociraptors are trying to kill you through your roof.
Please tell me there isn't another video of me on the toilet...
rigging a system to keep my jello shots cold in class. important election day work.
Of course not. I'd be offended if you didn't bring my boobs into casual conversation.
Don't you judge us. Sockets make ideal bowls
You need to somehow incorporate the phrase "these hoes ain't loyal" into your best man speech.
You yelled "Everybody!!! Round of applause to Jill for not doing anal!!" Right in front of him.
There is a video of you making out with him, flipping off the camera, and holding the plastic flamigo that you had just stolen out of a yard
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