Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
I can't believe you blew on her face.
I feel that every long term relationship needs at least one big,load delivered straight between the eyes.
used his ipod to set the mood...1st song was livin on a prayr 2nd song was disco stick
i expected more from guys that i meet at the jersey shore.
you should have heard her the other night. no sentence related to one preceding it. it was like she was in etch a sketch and when she moved she forgot everythin
keep it on the DL tho cause i dont want it getting out and it coming off like i kidnapped her or something
woke up on my stairs with half a hot dog beside me and the last text I sent was "i make hot dog in toasTer" .
After the concert, I paid a cab to drive me around the city so I could shout "dc highfive!" at everyone who passed for an hour and a half.
He came, while we were making out fully clothed. I'm going to write a book.
Using the balance in my bank account I just calculated how many fifths of vodka I can buy this year. Don't let me buy food, all my money is reserved for alcohol
420 is off to a bad start. Mark wake/baked WAY too much, and he has spent over $50 on the claw machine in the grocery store.
In my opinion the party was fun, but i did A LOT of cocaine so my view was a little distorted......
You are the ghost of drunk bitches past, present, and future.
Yes. Life would be much easier if we had penises & could do whatever the fuck we want.
I just traded sex to frolic with a box of husky puppies. Is this rock bottom?
my drug dealer is also my eyebrow lady. Two birds, one stone.
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