We were so bored at work tonight that we were in dry storage taking turns pouring the boxed wine we use for cooking into each others' mouths. I think I'm starting to understand the "problem" aspect of "drinking problem."
Important life lesson - flammable and inflammable mean the same thing
I couldn't walk, so he carried me all the way home; and then I told him that I wasn't drunk enough to fuck him. Poor kid.
Good news.. I found out what I did Saturday night. Bad news... I found out what I did Saturday night.
thanks. im glad you find me better in your comparison between me and fat girl porn.
Fell asleep on the Grass at Lolla woke up in the Brown line. What. The. Fuck.
You were outside the bathroom the gay guy was puking in, screaming "IT GETS BETTER!" over and over again. Good message, poor execution.
He was sleeping, but the way he was made him look like an adorable, fuzzy penis
Oh thank the gods of upholstery, i thought that was never coming out...
I think it's time for a new pick up line. So far my " hey you want to go back to my place, order a pizza and fuck?" Has set me at an all time low downtown 0/4
It looks like a baby bear tried to chew off my nipples.
Howd it go?
Well we had the "no we're not fucking on the porch" conversation but then we totally fucked on the porch. So I'd say alright.
So it turns out strippers do encores if enough people yell. Encore song: Self Esteem.
He’s 48, has a Prince Albert piercing and a white Range Rover
You some how ended up sleeping on one of the beams that run along the ceiling of your house
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