Sorry, I don't speak sober.
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.
Barsexuality is the new black.
I'm more concerned as to why he has a playlist entitled Dem Club Beats.
He told me to pretend to be a shark, and he would slay me with his harpoon cock.
his semen tasted like maple syrup. no wonder fat girls always wanna fuck him.
bad decision saturdays are such a good decision
On my way home I stopped at target and bought beer and galoshes. I am a planner.
Remember when we used to share painkillers at parties? Now we're dealing in blood pressure pills. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
Im having a st. Get way fucked till i speak Irish pre game party. Bring a compass cause we are about to get lost
Now he's crying and asking for 'the cameras' to come out. The one cop is laughing
you said "how could you not want to hook up with me when I have these abs" and then proceeded to rip your shirt off in the middle of the bar. I'm pretty sure you were hammered.
JESUS
He started yelling terms of endearment at a cheese sandwich. Then he tried to hump it.
You just kept looking down at your tits and screaming "I LOVE YOU TWO!!!"
oh he pulled my dick out. wanna come over after he leaves
GET OFF YOUR PHONE
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