Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
We smoked a joint and talked about his parent's divorce. It was like being fifteen all over again.
Chipotle...archenemy of the gay man. Cockblocking me since 1997
I love how our sober spotter means you only have to stay sober enough to type your pin in an ATM
Nope we're in the ER. He lit himself on fire trying to impress another girl with magic tricks.
If I am going to pay someone to make me puke, it's going to be the bartender.
Exactly. Some of us want to get married. And some of us want to wear sombreros and do cocaine. To each their own.
We're you guys there last night when everyone started chanting "Nacho Steph"? Someone picked me up, carried me to the nacho cheese and made me do a nacho cheese stand.
I'm so excited for post-beer fest chipotle. It will be better than scared shitless pre-go karting chipotle.
You don't understand!!! BACON ROSES!!! Why are you not more excited?!
On the shuttle bus from the Casino the driver refused to take us to the strip club so you said "let me off this bus or ill puke on you".
He gave me my financial savings if I invested with him while I was giving him a bj.
Are you jealous of my sweatsuit? It's how I get men on Tinder.
..and by hang out i don't mean fucking then going back home i mean let's get something to eat & watch a movie and fuck sometime in between.
He’s 48, has a Prince Albert piercing and a white Range Rover
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