and i looked up. we had an audience...
The seats are awesome but you see two of each player.
I woke up at 4am on the couch with half my clothes on. And by half my clothes I mean my earrings.
his Mom's staying with him so he asked if I'd go over and fuck in his shed. he said "it's a really nice shed"
you were crying while pretty ricky was playing, what did you want me to do
i want to swaddle you in tequila
Oh God! I'm naked from the waist down playing records. Too drunk. I don't even know what to do.
Balls out but with a shirt on. Eating ravioli. I don't know how to deal with this.
We waved. But it was a "let's hook up" wave.
Even worse we were making a sex tape so our reaction to the condom breaking was recorded.
Of course I have to cross through a walk for hunger
YOU HAVE PISSED AND FUCKED ON LITERALLY EVERYTHING IN MY HOUSE
Not everything, just a few things. And only a few times. The odds are really not all that bad when you break it down.
you’ve pissed every time you slept over. there’s no such thing as odds anymore. it’s guaranteed
Her vagina is like the upper echelon of Scientology and I don't have enough money to get in
Ugh, I should just give up, and fuck him in a parking lot, and shave my head and walk naked through the streets of King's Landing.
Hopefully they won't bring up last year's Christmas party. I kind of predicted my great aunt's death...
No, Ethan, handcuffs and friendship bracelets are not "basically" the same thing.
Randomize
