it was nice. we just kind of hung out. she didnt even mention the farting incident.
So...we accidentally left a bag of puke in your sister's room. Heads up.
i just keep taking vicodin and supergluing random shit
well, it ended with me crying outside the strip club saying i don't want to be 21 anymoree. i'd say it was a great 21st birthday.
you can feel better about your life now. i slept with a guy who has gold teeth
I want to say that being forced to stare at the 'no.1 boyfriend' collage behind his head ruined the sex but it just didn't.
I could seriously attempt to try and saw my head in half with a butter knife cause im pretty sure it could not hurt any more than it already does
He knew exactly who I'd slept with after just one look at my crotch. He's like the Sherlock Holmes of cocks.
so I definitely just chased tequila shots with a biscuit covered in sausage gravy
Thats fucking manlier than riding a bear into battle
Dude I should have just gone home with the guy with dreads and the cat
I don't remember much from my 21st, but my mom said I insisted on the fat guy taking body shots off me
You just kinda wondered into the street and started screaming at dogs and small children...
LISTEN TO ME! DONDE ESTA LA FUCKING VICODIN!
low point of the night : a cop just busted out laughing at me.
I could hear it slapping against his thighs under the robe!!!!!!!!! You are a lucky girl!
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