It's a pity Stephen Hawking can't do sarcasm.
im in Michaels with rachel and i see a little boy jumping around and waving a rainbow pompom. Welcome to our team little one
when your friendship is based on dead babies and vodka there is a delicate balance. lesson learned. for what its worth, you are still my number one.
I just need you there to slap my dick when im flirting with her
apparently breaking a beer bottle and then throwing up in a urinal is a terrible way to pick up girls.
How do you not remember seeing the kid from our chem lab table and repeatedly yelling "lab partners for life!" at him?
im the best fifth wheel. all four of them separately bribed me to never speak of what happened last night
I'm having one of my monday morning walk of shame coffees if you care to join.
Seriously, I am going to crawl in a hole, sew my vagina shut, and spit acid on any man that comes near me.
Yo if you blacked out last night, careful going through your purse. There's cocaine in a lollipop wrapper.
Just took a shower for the sole purpose of getting off without using my hands... I've reached a new level of summer-lazy.
With a stable of 7 fuck buddies, I literally use a random number generator to determine the order in which I will booty call them on my way home from work. I have not slept in my own bed in a month. I just keep half my clothes hanging in my car or in a suitcase.
This drunk lesbian I just met keeps trying to shove sushi in my mouth. Help.
Bra is off & I'm snuggled in a pizza. Adulting is good.
You threw him in the dryer?
He went in of his own accord. Mumbled something about experiencing the blossoming of popcorn.
Randomize