We had sex in his tahoe, talked about how we don't love each other and then high fived twice. Best Day Ever
you busted in the room, ripped the covers off of us, ... and fist pumped
I'm sitting in class drinking a forty out of a paper bag. No ones said anything yet. I think my professor is trying to ignore me. Better start yelling louder.
he has the hands of the vagina gods.
It's sad that your definition of adulthood entails banging your boss after getting hammered at happy hour, and putting the tab on the company credit card.
I still can't believe he turned down that threesome with us in central park. He must be really committed.
they call him the transporter because he'll be your designated driver in exchange for sufficient weed or sex.\n
what about money
no - he has a code he lives by
Tranny group. Dance off. Horse hair and dicks swinging. I. Cant. Unsee. This.
You're still my best friend even though you continue to pass out on random toilets every time you drink
I just used Bacardi to dry out poison ivy.
At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if he laughs at all of our attempts to keep him sober.
His dog was laying on the bed and he said we could have sex as long as we didn't disturb his dog. My life is pathetic
I started my period on international women's day. It's like the world is congratulating me and punishing me for being a woman at the same time
You're telling that to the kid drinking Jack in nothing but a graduation cap
My boobs are too perky to pay that much for a car
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