They keep asking what you are doing. I told them to quit calling her "what."
I was so drunk last night, I had to Wikipedia what i did.
first time Ive ever had to stop sex to go pass out in the kitchen floor...
according to the contents of this bucket, last night i swallowed a whole teabag
she's a gynecology student. i don't know if my dick's ready for that kind of pressure.
He did not want a thank you for helping me move in bj. I don't know how to thank him now.
hes like the used car salesman of hook ups and closed the deal w my taking him home with me,as is,today
Maybe walking up to the cops busting our party with a "Things go better with Coke" t-shirt on and asking for my extra license back that my little brother got busted with wasn't the best idea of the night.
As far as drugs go, alcohol has all the elegance and precision of hitting yourself in the head with a hammer.
I'll only sleep there if we can bone on your balcony.
My brother is chasing tequila with vodka. Not sure how it will turn out, but I like his style.
Once he bit me I drew the fucking line.
Sorry for throwing up in your humidifier last night, I thought it was some sort of electrical garbage can
How does it make you feel that I can't control my vagina around you?
Do you know who these girls are? They're baking a cake, making chicken enchiladas, and bringing me beer everytime I finish one.
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