So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
I gambled and lost. Had to pull into a funeral home to clean up with a copy of my resume.
I just peed on my pajamas. Its gonna be a long night. Don't forget the cookies.
He has to watch his girlfriends kitten. Even when she is in Vegas, her pussy keeps him from getting into mine.
Seriously my only wish tonight is to be at the club in a sombrero w my shirt off pouring tequila on bitches titties
Hi future me, I saved you a big mac under the bed.
We are keeping it ultra classy drinking 40s and playing croquet with 90s rap blasting in the back ground
I'm pretty sure I have enough material at this point to start a blog called Guys I've Banged in Pictures together. Why does this keep happening to me!
Good. Need a drinking partner later. FOR AMERICA!!!
When we were done he got down next to the bed and I thought he was Tebowing. He was hitting a bong that he had already loaded and hidden under the bed.
I threw up off of your balcony and it must have been loud because the dog downstairs went insane.
I'm literally trapped as the little spoon on a mattress on the floor of an unfinished basement with a professional athlete snoring in my hair
you made the house rule that every time you'd say "yay" everyone had to drink.
that explains so much
My face is going numb. I think it's time I call it quits
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