judging by the pasta sauce and dirty pans i spent my blackout being emeril
We lost Kevin again. Probably kidnapped by fattie 2 or butter-face 2 from last night. We need names and any information you can give us. Last scene with his shoe laces converted into a belt.
I don't know at which point last night turned terribly, terribly wrong, but it was somewhere around Motel 6, specifically the parking lot.
I even tried crushing up viagra and putting it in his beer... And the next day he found the package on the counter. I told him it was for my friends husband.
i have a feeling i am the only one who can successfully pull off the "slutty kentucky derby" look.
Whoever said that remembering a girls name is a basic rule for getting laid has never met me.
Found my underwear in a solo cup. That about sums up this weekend.
Quick question. How did my clothes end up in your room on your bed and I end up outside your room naked on your couch?
BTW he text me to text him later after the concert to hang out. Im prepping my bed but I should know I shouldn't count my dicks before they hatch
Did we have sex last night?
No. You laid in my bed and I brought you taco bell.
I've seen too many dicks in the past week. I can't do it anymore.
Welp. June's off to a great start. I just ripped my pants, completely sober, at 10:30 p.m.
So I just saw someone get shoved into a car trunk by your car.
We woke up today with 24 donuts, a tie, two jugs of vodka that we traded an extra sandwich for, and a british boy
I came home in someone else's underwear this morning
Atleast you got a souvenir
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