If this place produced love children they would be born wearing Lilly Pullitzer with raging coke addictions.
aaaannd alcoholism beats pride. it's like grown-up rock, paper, scissors
I couldnt bring myself to steal alcohol from my dead grandma
Update: I just puked into a sock. It was the only thing available at the time. Why I happened to be holding a sock, we may never know.
We just had a sexually tense moment where we both chose the trough the pee. I love gay clubs.
My sugar daddy is a bigger asshole than i am. What's wrong here?
Awee what are you going to name your new dog?
What dog?
He hasn't texted me back since last week when we sexted. I think telling him I wanted to choke him with chains was a bit much for our first time.
Took his shirt off. Announced he was Jesus. Threw up. Asked me to cuddle him to sleep. And then tried to kiss me. Typical Saturday night.
Ok she stopped using her fork and knife and is legit eating that steak using her hands.
Please note that in response to your post about your dog's jaws clamped hard around a stick, I did not comment, "Takes after his dad." You're welcome.
My uncle showed up to pick us up at the bar just as I bought a drink so I put it in my pocket #drunksmart
We peed on a building I think...like a building in downtown...not out of view of anyone.
You wouldnt listen to us when we told you there was no place that was selling girlscout cookies at 4:30am...
you yelled, puked and cried then passed out in the fetal position in your underwear
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