I'm drinking while my friends build sand castles, now I know how my dad used to feel
i hope when i become a housewife i'm more of a gretchen and less of a vicky
The girl next to me in class is taking notes on woman's suffrage with a girls gone wild pen.
we flagged you as soon as you tried to put the lime in the microwave to prove it was really a kiwi. again.
you kind of just crawled on top of him. that was the point at which i became concerned with how drunk you were.
Oh btw, that was a wonderful blow job. You did a good job.
Its like a zucchini between his legs. An orgasmic zucchini.
Did you get my bra back of the bartender?
I seriously think we need to revision your idea of 'keeping a low profile'
i just found this napkin with your number on it in my jacket pocket. it reads amy, drawing of a wine bottle and a house
We need to tone down the drinking before our 7pm class. I don't remember receiving any of these handouts.
He's afraid of heights. How do I know, you ask? Blowjob on his roof.
$200 on plane. $110 on train. $5 per drink on plane. $15 per case on train. Plane 1 hour flight. Train 9 hour excursion. Hmmmmm.
I'm tellin ya, let the nipple get some air, they'll hire u on the spot, lawyers love a little nip
I just want to have normal problems like what kind of puppy to get, or should I pay a hooker to fuck Scott, or even a dilemma about fucking Twizzlers. I don't know.
Yeah I ended up covered in the mud by the end, in a lady bug golf cart that was blasting jazz music with a dead phone
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