To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
You three are like the Bermuda Triangle for morals.
Remember when we pinky swore we'd never feel hungover alone...
Maybe you should start carrying pepper spray. You are like the Justin Bieber of lesbians.
I give up. I can't handle that class sober any longer. I have an army of whiskey shooters for the next three weeks. Wish me luck.
Did you catch one of my beer pong balls in your cleavage or was that a dream?
I was drunk, he was taking a bodyshot while avoiding my piercing. I told him I loved him. He waited until I woke up with my hangover to say he loved me too. It was hangover magic.
I just want the relationship Bob and Linda Belcher have- is that too much to ask?!
you don't understand it took me an hour and a half to escape that bed, I had to memorize his sleeping patterns.
look when god gives you a dick that good for his son's birthday you don't question it
Emojis can't explain what he felt when that ass dropped
I may not have my dignity, pride or sanity but I have my pants.
You should of known that i was high if i refer to myself as melting into anything
all i remember is arguing with the chick that yahoo was better than google
all you were doing was yelling YAHOOOOO in her face
so i won
Its like he got lessons from Jesus on how to use his tongue. And his dick.
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