So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
I didn't realize he wasn't circumcised... it looked like the Unibomber...
I just took the soap out of the bathroom and hid it... this way I could see if she would say anything. you know, to see how clean she was
the can pyramid on my head actually reached a decent height before I moved.
All I learned from that experience was that drinking scotch out of a crunk goblet was bad news.
Sorry for making you give strangers a ride for hits of acid.
He was fucking her while he was wiping my tears.
Party was cancelled. Me and my dog are high as tits. Wanna go roam the outlet mall?
Ya, found out why there were rat traps in my bed. Guess I pissed in Sams room so he went to the store and got them and put them on my bed and put tabasco in his humidifier and put it in my room
I'M ALSO PLAYING VIDEO GAMES AND THINKING ABOUT ORDERING A PJIZZA. I'M NOT SURE WHAT MY MUSTACHE WANTS.
sorry for pouring tequila vodka and whiskey down your throat and left you to sleep on a table
I was just thinking about if my bath water turned to jello and got a little freaked out
Thanks. It's every girl's dream, right? To blow a bald marketing consultant 12 years her senior?
I wanted to write an apology letter to my vagina after that.
Nothing like an afternoon walk of shame across campus on parent's weekend. Damn.
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