clay aiken is like melissa ehteridge without the guitar.
Her life has all the ingredients for a how to book: Making Your Life an Epic Fail
My Vagina smells like Nemo again.
I just added her as a friend on Facebook. I met her 5 minutes ago and there are already more than 50 pics of me uploaded... from other nights.
Just turned rock'em sock'em robots with my little cousin into a drinking game. Im drinking bourbon hes drinking hot chocolate.
I remember seeing LSAT prep books and thinking "Whose room is this? I should be hooking up with them instead."
Chances are I'll be there for your wedding. Camelbaks filled with jack and coke are appropriate attire, right?
hey dude come in here and see how much of my beard i can put in my mouth!
shes taking the breakup well, i walked in on her naked passed out wearing a turban with a bag of peanut butter choc chips in hand at 5 in the afternoon.
Her fortune said that she will soon be free. She's taking her bra off at the table.
The token old dude at the show tried hitting on us by telling us his favorite rapper was Cayenne West.
He ate shrooms at 9:30, said, "see you later," and left. I am alone on New Years.
you ran up to the police and said "fuck the police shit we living in hell ". Then you dropped your Margarita and said "Darby Out" lol
My cousin was arrested on a class b felony for selling meth out of the back door of McDonald's where he worked. Apparently it was the extra special sauce.
It was a career choice to be sure... Mistakes were made.
My favorite bra is missing and I smell like beer and bad decisions. This is definitely a sign that hoe mode is activated.
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