clay aiken is like melissa ehteridge without the guitar.
I am not deleting the internet history anymore, now I am going for shock value.
I mean he's a cool ass guy, but he's genuinely in love with a fat chick. I just can't take him seriously as a person.
Dude i thought about you literally the second after I came. This friendship is starting to cross some serious boundaries
I can't think of anything besides pubic hair fallout. Ugh.
I'll see ya tonight at your house...and I'm bringing you a special treat that starts with a V and ends with us eventually going to rehab one day.
You yelled "hold my dick" before you tackled the guy away from the dj and two random girls moved to actually hold it, then argued about it. I want that whore aura!
We should start a Help That Bitch Out Fund and split the donations evenly between you two.
I'm using toast as a chaser. If I wasn't already so fucked up this would be revolting.
'twas the night before moms weekend and all were blacked out. Not a coug was sober not even farm house. I was down to fuck but you were not in sight, so I bid pullmania a sweet goodnight.
If I'm not drunk and wearing a penguin hat by the time we are done opening Christmas presents then coming home for Christmas was a complete failure
I once took a shot of lighter fluid.. That's not a secret just a fucked up story
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
You were so drunk last night that you fell thru the bathroom door at the bar, ripping it off the hinges in the process. But, your birthday tiara stayed on thru the whole thing. I'd call it a succcessful evening. Happy birthday kiddo!
He ate me out in a limo while we were driving home. I love bars being open again!
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