Raging hang over. 6AM finish. Shat on a bag of trash in an alley. D L that last bit.
you dont remember trying to break dance in the middle of the casino floor on ur own throw up?
oh that explains alot.
I started drinking at 10.30am. Ive got a solid buzz, ive decided holidays are to be treated like gamedays
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
What are the odds of finding the one hot Australian dude with erecile dysfunction?
You had me sold at "fucking you down the slide"
thank you for letting me use your house as a brothel.
Oh my god please beg your father to turn the car around so you can possibly get laid by a knight at medieval times.
Cops just came and got two guys out of my class. I can't do college. Seriously cannot rage at this school anymore.
Like, he's a nice guy. But he's better at fingering than he is at speaking.
Haha he was not a poor little guy. If he'd talked to me or something I might feel bad. But since I saw him groping other girls as well as myself there's no sympathy coming from me
He's just picking out the right girl. I do the same thing with fruit. Grope them, squeeze them, smell them. I have to know I'm getting quality fruit.
Im gunna just be that one ballerina in the low V leopard thong leotard and everyone else can be boring and prude with their little pink tights on.
Let us rub each other in fish scales and become mermaids
Get over here asap there are three naked girls two bottles of whiskey and only one of me
just learned i can hear my fish chewing his food WHILE HES IN HIS BOWL. im going to have to call you back.
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