yeah my walk of shame consisted of driving on the wrong side of the road at 6am still drunk with cum drying in my hair and left eye.
you yelled that ur labia majora was swollen at 3 am in the dorm hallway
just woke up in a hotel room.. realizing its the hotel i work at.. lets see how this walk of shame turns out
i was just skypeing her and i saw the vagisil medicated wipes in the corner of her room. i'll be breaking this off tomorrow
You should've come out last night, I need someone to explain why the bartender tried to strangle me...
Then I realized I was alone sitting on the bathroom floor brushing my teeth at 2am laughing to myself.
DUDE EDDIE MURPHY JUST DID A BODY SHOT OFF A HOOKER. IM NEVER COMING HOME
At what point in life does one make the conscious decision to incorporate capes into everyday life? Like, as a fashion statement?
I'm not sure how to answer that. Is it a general question or one you're wondering about for yourself? Because I don't think you're there yet.
No man. Everyone needs to shit off a roof, at least once.
IT'S A FUCKING GIANT POKEBALL MAD OUT OF TINY ROSES
I was just like oh sorry I'm peeling meanwhile my legs are on either side of his head and I look like a fucking Komodo dragon
Ok, so technically yes she wore a red tank top to the stoplight party. But under it was a yellow bra and green panties.
He recreated the night that started all my mothers days. We shared a joint, drank Boones Farm, and dry humped to the Beastie Boys. Then I cried over MCA's death. Best. Gift. Ever.
My heart says buy the granny panties, but my vagina says don't throw in the towel yet.
So, I found your eyebrow, someone glued it in between my eyebrows so I looked like I had a unibrow when I went to work...
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