That's kind of creepy but I guess since I'm wearing your dad's pants nothing is off limits anymore
you kept telling everyone that you were the mayor of silverware town
I try to help out whenever I can. Speaking of rough nights I woke up half naked on Brady's couch with bloody paper towels duct taped to my foot.
You're asking the wrong person. I was drunk on nyquil and jager.
He talked me into making a sex video, no worries though, I was wearing sunglasses.
In all fairness I didnt see your dick because it was already in her
Even though we had just had to physically take her off of someones lawn she was peeing on when they came outside, she still insisted on walking unassisted the rest of the way home. It was dignity meets shit show.
DOWN HORMONES. BACK.
I think he's speaking German to me now
Nevermind, he's just drunk and not texting properly
It is unclear if my flaming esophagus is hangover induced.
eating chex mix on the couch when he walks in naked and asks how he looks. are you shitting me.
somehow a ride to walgreens turned into a threesome.
I don't have any soul left to be crushed.
It's not even 8:30a, wine glass is broken, there's sugar everywhere, and your mom just asked me what MILF means.
i had to win in rock paper scissors, get called a fat whore, and make two dudes get in a fight so we could call next game on the table and you make zero cups. thanks asshole.
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