Thanks for last night it was amazing as always
What are you talking about
You've got to be kidding me
to cover up your slurred speech you tried talking like the creepy old man from family guy
we drunkly made out in the middle of the street beside the homeless guy playing the flute. Not how I imagined our first kiss.
Ok John needs to move to the other side of the county. I do not like to be approached for a blow job in the produce section of Holiday Market.
Well, I tried to shit into my refrigerator. It was a rough night.
Easter was a success. We had an egg hunt and hid weed and conforms inside them. Cooked a ham, made some jello, got wasted. THIS is adulthood?!
friends are allowed to bang on New Years, I read it on the Internet somewhere.
Nothing can teach you regret more efficiently than a wine hangover.
For me the most fucked up part of last night was that I know for a fact that you were sober. But your dancing was a close second.
It's very rude to dive mouth-first into someone's crotch without knowing if their wife is cool with it.
I'm jealous, curious, and aroused. All at the same time.
My job here is done.
I'm recovering from the blowjob...She's doing her taxes...
the guy next to you kind of looks like a penguin. i'm going to fuck him
uh...sober saturday NEVER has a good ring to it.
Well when we Get drunk it gets rowdy. We could always attempt self-control. But historically and statistically speaking, we fail at that.
Randomize
