i threw up in a trash can last night at kellys irish times. but in a trash can because i'm a lady
I feel like death. And death is wearing a fleece blanket as a dress. And is seriously contemplating wearing this to go get something to eat.
I just took a shit in a BP station. It seemed appropriate since they are shtting in our ocean.
Last thing I remember was you straddling a guy in a wheelchair on the dance floor.
At least I know she didn't hear me crawl to my room. Or did I walk on my hands? Fuck if I know.
Apparently I told his new girlfriend to stop swallowing because she's getting fat. Oh, and I yelled this across a large room
I just got my hands on some dry ice. How do you feel about coming home to a mystical wizard toilet?
I misjudged the power of my pelvic thrusting capabilities. His nose is broken. Thoughts?
He's not actually Jewish. Turns out he just wears the yarmulke to cover his bald spot.
She cried the whole movie and got kicked out for saying "[Santa's beard] looks so soft I wanna stick my dick in it." We're going again next week. Drunk animation majors are the best
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
I'm so high that a guy on TV just sneezed and I said "bless you."
Are these your boobs on my camera?
He may be a manwhore, but he’s a very well endowed manwhore
That’s an important feature when it comes to a manwhore
If I have put a neon “vacancy” sign on my skirt for him to get the picture I will.
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