The whole way homeyou were flapping your arms up and down, and when I asked why you said you were trying to tell Tony Danza about the angels.
i really wish i had a remote for my computer. its all the way on my bed while im across the hall puking my brains out to enya. not cool.
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
Besides the whole peeing blood for a week thing, it was the best sex of my life.
We are having a competition to see who can masterbate in the wierdest place, right now hes winning since he masterbated on his Jr. High school bus.
Just left the frat house in last nights clothes minus my earings, shoes, underware, tequilla cap, and my dignity. If you see me on your way home just hit me
He wanted to drink hypnotic from my butt crack. I need to move out this state.
The neighbors outside are screaming at one another about God knows what and everyone is too scared to go outside and we NEEd more beer
If you were more comfortable around gay men, then you too could get wasted at the gay dance club and go home with hot girls.
Geez don't go to a bar for a few days and everyone freaks out.
you went over there?
His drunk texts were grammatically perfect. At least our kids will be smart.
I'd invite you over to drink but then I wouldn't be drinking by myself.
Unless it has to do with ramen, goldfish, cheese, or rugby, don't talk to me.
On the good side I got hit on by a cute college guy. But the bad side was having sex in a frat house for first time in 9 years
I got kicked out of the E.R. for saying "balls".
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