I had another sleeping on concrete incident.
If i off myself, it'll be in a lobster costume in the hot tub with butter...
his mom found me in the closet hiding and the only thing i could think of was to sit there and wave.
I could hear them screwing through my bedroom wall again this morning, so I started beat boxing to the tempo.
He's coming over, and I hope he doesn't get hungry. I'm sure its not proper protocol to bring one booty call to another booty call's house for the munchies.
Dude that's beautiful. I've never heard of someone smoking with their bunny.
I feel like I have a connection with him. A marijuana-induced-spiritual connection.
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
You literally spelled every word wrong or with numbers except for "drunk", which you used all caps for.
I felt the need to accentuate it....
We got to his house, cuddled while watching game of thrones, then fucked during the repeat airing.
Well if you don't want to be kicked out before last call don't I would suggest stop drinking whiskey and don't call the giant bouncer with the neck tattoo "princess"
your phone died, so you started bawling in the bar
yeah that sounds like me
Yo I get this girl alone in my room last night but she bounces cus she thought the full house poster was "weird"
First things first, I always get more drunk than the birthday girl. Like, who's idea was it to sing karaoke? I killed it.
I offered the opportunity to grope my boobs for pints. Two girls took me up.
Told him I just wanted to be friends. He responded, "The best marriages are born from great friendships." Please come get me.
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