apparently my drunken alterego is a lazyeyed bisexual.
It's an Italian thing I guess, grew up on that shit.
I'm Irish, we don't eat cow guts unless they're blended into a fine whiskey
Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
If I say "It's good enough" and I'm not talking about a sandwhich, that's your queue to stop me, you're supposed to be my friend.
Omg. In the pub, there's a guy shouting at the olympic channel 'yeah! Kill that motherfucker!' we're watching figure skating.
New game: Step 1) Turn on ESPN. Step 2) Drink every time someone says "LeBron."
Maybe it's the vicodin, but all I wanna do is hunt wild hogs.
he's gonorrhea incarnate
If drawing me a picture of his dick in draw something is flirting then he is doing it wrong.
if memory serves, the guy you were hooking up with said he was a slutty skittle.
My life has come to reading articles about dating an ex heroin addict. I'm doing well.
Head-banging is a very stupid way to injur yourself. But this opinion is also coming from somebody who can't walk right because they cut their asshole shaving last night, so it probably has little to no merit.
Nothing better then waking up to multiple snap stories of people doing body shots of tequlia off of you
I described my life as a 7 layer cake of death
got some info she was last seen with some guy wearing goggles
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