No, we just ended up walking around in his pool high and singing songs by The Wiggles.
If your still trying to figure out the moment I stopped caring; it was the point in which you said "I really wasn't sure whose baby it was"
once he started yelling at me in latin, i wasn't sure what we were fighting about anymore...
Just invented new drinking game watching Hocus Pocus... everytime they say "virgin" wetake a shot and yell out "to j****"
Its a long story, but I have superglue on my tongue
I mean I'm forever immortalized as the one who puked in his dad's straw hat.
As a matter of fact you told me i fulfilled your "woodshop teacher fantasy"
I'm watching i used to be fat. I've been doing crunches for the last half hour yelling at the slut on tv to stop crying and do crunches.
You kept running up to random groups of people and saying "I'm a Dallas Cowboy Cheerleader so we all have to chug our drinks!" and they all listened to you.
When you put it that way it sounds like my vagina is a parking garage to be monitored by security guards
I will turn myself into a beacon of get at me bro
Pretty sure I used toilet water to wash vomit off my face last night...
I'm ready to run through the streets naked yelling "HES ALIVE!"
I just want a relatively mentally stable guy with tattoos and facial hair that loves Captain America as much as I do and will fuck me the way I deserve to be fucked, is that too much to ask for?
He was my first marine! I wanna remember his name!
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