yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
Can't remember why I called but it definitely had something to do with Lou Bega
woke up rolled in a yoga mat listening to enya. I'm never going back to Oregon ever again.
So I just learned that my father was teaching me rules for drinking games when I was 5.
Never again. Her vagina looked like a sad old man.
No, I am not setting up my roomba to clean up puke.
I think the camel was justified in biting me.
They're putting plan B in vending machines now. My life just got so much easier.
All you kept saying was, " Barack fucking Obama. FUCK Michelle" and then you motorboated me.
So scratching an ex marines beard, telling him "nice hairy pussy." then when he opens his mouth to respond, I started fingering his mouth. Needless to say was a horrible idea
Hey Kellie. Me putting. My face intebetaeen ut your boobs made my night
I wish I had a picture of me and ron helping that stripper lick her own vagina
We went from him going down on me to swapping baby pictures of our moms.
it looks like a nuclear can of fuck blew up in here
No. I don't like you. I like your penis. Chin up. At least I like part of you.
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