we sang an acapella version of barbara ann to his voicemail...i'm not drinking again until tuesday.
Reindeer Drinking Games will soon commence. Get over here while we're still sober enough to answer the door.
He's only a little bit crosseyed.
I think this is one situation where "a little bit" doesn't mean much.
She's legit crying about wanting more sex. Holy shit.
The size of her vagina has nothing to do with the size of her heart bro
When that rick ross song came on he started ripping up dollar bills and pouring out drinks on the floor. I'm all for ignorance but it was a little excessive for a wedding
i don't know what happened by from the looks of her lipstick I'd say she was skull fucked by a rhino
I feel like our lives always have been and always will be a never ending drunken rampage full of pregnancy scares and lost brain cells
So not the biggest tits he had his cock between. He could have lied.
I can't believe I came last night staring into my profile pictures eyes.
I've already come to terms that I'm gonna have to bone a few gross librarians, but hey, it's college
The more I piece together last night the more I want to vomit it out of my brain.
She may be more beautiful than I am, but I bet she hasnt pissed in as many public places as me...
If I send you a picture of a dick will you give me your honest reaction?
If I die tonight, you and your brother can split my money evenly for college only.
all $38?
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