So how was last night?
Let's just say I danced with the devil
Huh?
I'm going to Hell for sure
hey, here's something you don't have worry about since you're a girl: finding crusty cum in your bellybutton.
you were grabbing cocks left and right
you literally grabbed sam's dick and said, "who's cock is this?!"
you kept talking about how hot andy milinakis is and the things you would do with him. no more tequila from him.
I just saw that cheerleader from u of arkansas that I hooked up with over spring break on espn. My parents would be so proud.
I petted my head, told my hair it felt beautiful and needed to be let free. Then pulled out my pony tail. Cheers to weed. I lose.
You crossed every boundary on the boundary spectrum last night. You're like the illegal immigrant of drunk actions. No more holiday drinking for you.
I went online and donated $30 to his walk-a-thon as a "sorry I puked in your bed last night"
Hes a nice guy and all but I'm only interested in his drunken alter ego.
Please come quick there are people in suits here judging me
nana can keg stand better than me. should i be proud?
so I definitely just chased tequila shots with a biscuit covered in sausage gravy
Thats fucking manlier than riding a bear into battle
They are going to name an STD after you.
I would rather suck a dick or two than go there
Help I accidentally unlocked this guy's tragic backstory and I need a rewind button!
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