Vomit. Vomit. Whatever. You wear a tiara in public.
Doo rag and shades in the bar. You are missing your future husband.
Her cum face looks like the large marge scene in pee-wees big adventure
He made me a "booty call of the year" award.
Still not exactly sure how i unbolted your toilet from the ground.
I just threw up blood. Also i just remembered i got hit in the face with a 2 by 4.
You did a line of free coke with an obese Slovenian unlicensed cab driver in the toilets of the most questionable strip club in the country. New low man.
When you put it like that, I'm inclined to agree.
You picked up her frozen vom puddle and threw it like a frisbee.
She just made out with a golden retriever. I'm disgusted and turned on all at once
And that facial hair. He might as well shave it so it spells "douche" on one cheek and "nozzle" on the other.
PUT DOWN THE JOINT AND STEP AWAY FROM THE TRUSTAFARIAN
Thank fucking Christ I was not wearing pants or eating chocolate cake last night.
I don't blame you. I made YouTube videos of me singing Rent songs then slept with a married couple. Fucking tequila.
true. but still. you know how big of a sucker i am for a penis and a pretty face.
He wanted to take me to breakfast in the morning. He told me he respects me after I said no. I told him to respect me at a distance.
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