I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
Sweet. Might not hurt to poop on the floor anyway.
She might as well just lie down with one of those red "Easy Buttons" next to her
u kept pointing at random guys and making quacking or mooing sounds.
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
we smoked out of your homemade aunt jamima bong
You were talking about masturbating on the phone then said you had to go because golden girls was on then you called me back saying you seen that episode already.
Seriously my only wish tonight is to be at the club in a sombrero w my shirt off pouring tequila on bitches titties
I passed out with my wizard stick taped to my hands and got woken up being poked with a St. Bernard
They were so big her bra clasped in the front. Didn't even know those existed.
Typing up notes at the bar and doing shots with the bartender until close on a Wednesday. This is what my second year of law school has become.
No like you've drunkenly persistently tried to take your shirt off in the middle of a park filled with children. You had already thrown your bra at my crotch.
The night was crazy enough that we did a workout. Instructed by the bouncer at 2am
someone just "made it rain" kraft processed sliced cheese. i forgot what it was like to be home...
I miss all the tiny banana hammocks... When can I go back to ogling? I can do it from a lot farther than six feet without any complaints.
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