I just saw Ann slam dunk her puke bag into a trash can on Avenue A. You ladies might want to consider putting the Patron shots down and going home.
State Street has never looked so beautiful than during my walk of shame.
I could give you a full detailed description of 75% of the penises in that room
she's got a whisker from her dead cat taped to the wall. I'm pretty sure that about sums it up...
I am totally the chick from Intervention who barfs up wine and then re-eats it.
I've never seen anyone write a check for a bar tab before
Just found pics of us from Mardi Gras last year. Your boob job really is better than mine.
I just need to know if he's either really genuine about being in my life or being in my vagina.
I have a cut on my head from a tambourine.
scream really loud. we think you crawled under the deck
If you ever "miss" working, I'm going to fist you with my hulk hands. BOTH of them.
Your vagina needs to teach my vagina its ways.
He told me to leave him behind and bury him in his batman pajamas. So two lessons I guess, don't give Tom whiskey and don't touch his daddy issues with a twenty nine and a half foot pole.
Nothing like a dick pic from your fave ex to make you audibly exhale sadly.
He has no idea he’s my boyfriend.
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