I don't know what your problem is but seriously you're a cunt for throwing up that song on your page. It's rude as fuck
omg its myspace i didnt think anyone took that seriously anymore
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
All I wanna do is sit in water and get drunk. The only thing more American is giving birth to eagles.
I've never seen anyone write a check for a bar tab before
Your like the Mozart of blow jobs, you make every other girl seem like cheesy elevator music.
My clit ring got caught in his beard. Never. Again.
Also, I think I'm too drunk to be at the gym right now. But how sober do you need to be for IM volleyball?
Sometimes I love sober logical me. She makes rare appearances but when she does she shines.
I feel like I was eaten by a coyote, then shit over a cliff...
Every minute you wait for the sex that's not gonna happen, we're missing a tone deaf, drunk, tard-asaurus rex half-sing a 90's song to a bunch of other dinotards at karaoke.
You blacked out at 9:30 and insisted on sleeping in the hallway after you chugged an entire pitcher of beer. I guess the Jell-O shots were stronger than we thought...
I want falafel more than sex right now. That's really saying something for me...
I woke up naked in her room. More precisely, I woke up naked in her room with her and her sister laughing at my penis. I hate my life.
My farts smell like burning tires and false courage
Like Napoleon Dynamite?
Exactly like Napoleon Dynamite
But with bacon.
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