I woke up with the wrong plaid-shirted guy in my bed.
Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
Is it bad that I voted for Scott Brown because I want to fuck him?
Nah. I did too.
Is it bad that now when i read ingredients in the food I eat i only read it as shrooms instead of mushrooms ?
it only took me 1 hour to write 8 pages. i'm never doing school work without adderall ever again.
i told you the emergency thong was a good idea.
That would explain his violent outburst while watching barefoot contessa...
BTW waking up to a picture of you taking a shot of what I can only assume was shitty lukewarm liquor out of a blow up dolls butt made my day
My parents called me out on catching us walking home from the bar in a swimming motion because "it was too windy to walk" home...
It'll just be like "PENIS HERE". In case you get lost.
I didn't ask for a picture of your soft dick.
we're a generation of lazy underachieving stoners and uncreative overachieving automatons. you're golden
Because that's what you do with poop. You expect the worst.
who knew my inner goddess was such a whore
Also your Swedish friend who's name I don't remember is really good in bed.
*Norwegian
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