So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
naighbors jacking off again. i swear its his friday night ritual, its like he knows the night wont be ending in his favor
He upper decked the toilet, got himself lit on fire 6 times and lit 4 other people on fire in the course of 3 days.
Just put my hand under my pillow and found a peach ring. Lat night just came rushing back.
He took a shot, then proceeded to puke into the bucket he was iceing his broken foot in
Just got back from fathers day breakfast. So hungover i couldn't eat so i just slipped my food in my pockets and threw it out while i puked in the bathroom.
I barely even remember him. He is just a distant beard in my past.
In her drunkenness, she packed a bag with tequila, two shot glasses, salt, a knife, and two pears. She was prepared but too high to distinguish pears from limes.
If you're knocked up, we're telling everyone it's mine and that the power of our love overcame the inherent reproductive limitations of two vhagines.
I wish him all the best and hope one day he can afford the surgery to remove his head from his ass
I finally got out of bed at 8:30pm and my little brother informed me that I had cereal stuck to my back. I'm going to smoke a cigarette and go back to sleep.
Listen it's no longer the walk of shame to class when ur leaving the frat house and the brothers ask "when are coming back home"
I gotta give him props though, I've never been propositioned for sex via flash mob.
Sensing a theme here
If alcoholism is a theme, yes.
I got very very very high last night and bought a cotton candy machine on eBay
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