we're getting ready to take strippers to breakfast. I love my life.
As long as they suck a good dick I don't care what fruit they have and where they have it
i asked him how he could stand the smell of skunk. his answer was "it smells like good weed"...
I seriously might throw up right now. In class. Sunglasses on. I'm getting too old for this.
I came home ate all of my roomates poptarts and then vommited on her duvet cover. I don't think today is the day to suggest the whole "sex instead of rent money" idea
You know were out to late when I call my hook up at 8:08pm and 8:08am in the same night.
"thanks for the sex" was written in lipstick on my bathroom mirror. i'm officially done with random hook ups.
Its... i dont even know. theres lots of rap music and i cant find my shoes
I flashed some kids doing a church car wash. I feel like I really improved the quality of their lives.
The guys in the quick check just recognized me as the girl who bought rolling papers and whipped cream. This is the walk of shame on crack.
Come over. We're getting stoned and watching DogTV
i woke up with fake boobs glued on my chest and a large black dildo on my hand. then i had to dress myself and walk home. people saw.
If I spent my amateur stripper money does that mean I am cleansed of my sins?
Just remember: We don't tell our English professor about our fetishes unless she specifically asks about them.
While she was pissing on the neighbors shrubs, they threatened to call the cops...she mumbled 'don't threaten me with a good time", so to answer your question, yes she was drunk.
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