It wouldn't matter if you are Jesus Christ himself, you are not getting into the bar tonight
dude I just sharted for the first time ever, kind of gross
well what did you think, shitting your pants would be fun
After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
You put a thong on my pumpkin didn't you.
Some asshole just brought BK into my summer class, im already high as hell, i did not need another way to not pay attention
I'm not trying to go crazy tonight either. I just want to go out, have a few drinks, meet up with my ex-boyfriend and get fingered or something.
I had fun. Till he melissa etheridged my ass and came to my window.
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
i introduced myself to everyone by my new name, thundergooch. i threatened the neighbors with a hammer when they used my real name. needless to say, sailor jerry was not kind to me.
I remember nothing except the fact it happened and I ate doritos and we highfived a lot
She failed the Charleston discretion test, although puking in her armpit was very innovative.
i had an epiphany while laying on the driveway for 5 hours yesterday.
i realized i waste a lot of time
Slap a cop in the butt for a felony charge. Check.
Why would you keep yourself in a sharting situation
We never leave a bad bitch behind. its a party foul..we'll find you somehow
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