TYLER... glimpse of last night: leather chaps, guacamole dip, a jump rope, spray paint, and rhinestone studded pajamas.
i think you have the wrong number... but your story sounds delightful.
Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
She punched my vomit. In midair. Back into my mouth.
In case any of you were wondering, kyle is alive. He also intends to do the same thing tommorow night and the night after.Goodnight everyone
i think he was starting go for a boob grab when we both realized the middle of a public tennis court wasn't the place
Just thought you should know that your brother tried to febreeze his floors with cooking spray last night.
What goes on in that head of yours?
Gay sex, for the most part. Why?
wearing the bible to the ABC party, thought you'd appreciate that.
no need to worry, I have the internet and a cape, I can accomplish anything. nothing can go wrong, I am unstoppable. Yo.
I think this shark week should consist of getting drunk enough to actually go hunt sharks ourselves.
You keep talking about hotdogs and yelling "COME ON DOWN, LET ME SEE WHAT YOU'RE WEARING"
He just felt my tits to find out which piercing I lost.
You got banned for life from a $30 a night motel. What are you doing with your life?
It's probably not a good thing when it isn't even 6:30 and I've already drank an entire bottle of wine. By myself. I'm watching Spice World and I just bought 2 Spice Girls albums off itunes.
Make that 3 Spice Girls albums.
he just got here with a handle of tequila and box of condoms. looks like i'll be spending the weekend in bed
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