Come over! I've just turned Titanic into a drinking game. I drink every time I want to fuck Leonardo DiCaprio.
thank you for introducing me to everyone on chat roulette as I was passed out.
I was under the impression that I sent actual words. turns out it was a series of letters and question marks on a side note we still had sex
I found his backpack for the weekend. All it had was ping pong balls, mardi gras beads, and Tums.
How dare she call you insensitive. Should have told her about the time you let that girl in the wheelchair wearing the sombrero blow you.
He'll choke me during sex but he won't eat a strip of bacon. Vegetarians are weird.
This is going to be BYOBM Vegas trip: Bring Your Own Bail Money.
We're downstairs cleaning up and she turns to me with these big puppy dog eyes and says "Just so you know, I didn't have sex on your couch". You have to hug that.
It's a toss up. They'll either laugh and watch you drunkenly fuck on the beach or they'll throw you deep in Mexican jail.
He had "Bad Bitches Only" tattooed above his dick. I don't know his name but I hope I find him again. I also don't feel that I lived up to the challenge.
Who knows. I'd probably only get a makeout with an OTPHJ from her so the return on sexual investment from her isn't looking that great.
C'mon pople!!! THursday afternoon isnot gonna drinkin itself!!!
Successfully put eye drops in while driving with my glasses on. Stoner level: expert
I am going to constantly be reminded of you for the next couple of days because of how sore my vagina is. It's just the price I have to pay.
There's wax on my nightstand, my sheets look like Christmas, and my vagina feels like it got into a fight. All signs of a good night
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