so after all day drinking, we went to an all u can eat crab place and i was going from table to table surveying the crowd if they though the crab i was carrying around looked like the flying dog from never ending story...what the hell is wrong with me?
I love you. And by the way. I found out a way for you to train your gag reflex. Elliot taught us in math.
I don't want to talk about it but I will say, that was the best two headed $68 blowjob. Ever.
It's safe to say that our attempt at trying to fuck in the grand Sierra elevator was a bad idea.
he broke up with her mid blow job, and somehow convinced her to finish. I want his life
I just don't know what he sees in my vagina...and that scares me.
yeah that's what i said...you fucked him and peed on his comforter
yeah well...Like any great yacht, I leave a wake
You mAke me stone. Stone fuck fucking stoned. I'm an stoned you cuz now fucking stoned stoned fucking stoned I stone.
So we reenacted men's olympic skeet shooting using roman candles and flattened beer cans. That's all
He's pretty cool once you ignore the fact that he's trying to get into your pants
I'm glad your nude photos turned out "classy" but you cannot hang them in the living room.
I just realized I wasn't at the party anymore. I was just sitting there with a vacuum.
*6am blends another margarita* *615am blends straight tequila*
I'm too depressed to drink my wine. That is what I would call a serious problem
only 4 hours until nug lovin time
excuse me?
nug lovin. lovin nugs.
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