You were passed out on the chair and when I asked you if you were okay you looked up and said "I'm fine, I was just pretending for a picture" then passed out again.
dunno man, last I saw him he bet me he could eat more ranch the me, then ran off
I'd say the best part of the party was when you screamed to everyone that you were gettin dome on the reg
So I found "Fat chicks in saran wrap" in my search history.
That's all you talk about when you are wasted.
You yelled "hold my dick" before you tackled the guy away from the dj and two random girls moved to actually hold it, then argued about it. I want that whore aura!
I don't remember anything that happened last night past 10.. I made him buy me a Buckeye's Donut tshirt. I have no idea why he'd want to fuck me after that.
It feels like there's puke trying to explode out of me from behind my eyeballs.
It's like a booty call, except its for tacos...and you're my brother.
I watched you fall asleep, sitting up, eating a cinnamon roll. You proceeded to wake up...smile at your cinnamon roll, ask it how it got into your hand and then began eating it again. You asked me if you were ridiculous last night, define ridiculous.
party tonight. bring as many traffic cones as you can find. we need to section off the blackout drunks way better this time
he brings me coffee and gets a blow job. not sure if I trained him or he trained me or it's simply mutually beneficial beautiful.
this is honestly why we're friends. we drink tea and plan to do drugs together.
That makes sense.. A good Bj is a trump card in any argument
Just slather his penis with BBQ sauce
You just kept telling everyone to call you MFT.. Mother Fucking Tornado.
Randomize