he invited me to an all week drinking party at his house. apparently he knows the key to my heart is booze shaped.
You might not want to sit on your couch. Actually you may want to throw it away. My bad.
i mean, i stole her boyfriend and beat her snake score on facebook within 48 hours. not her week.
I should go buy the economy size box of condoms and sprinkle a path like rose petals to my bed... Think he'd get the hint?
I'm not sure if you saw my recent facebook update, but I have already put the Radio Flyer wagon to good use. I had someone pull me to the nearest bar.
explain the broken jalepenos in my underwear drawer?
You then showed up downstairs in only a robe, telling everyone how you were "the most chivalristic fratstar ever."
I vaguely remember taking a yard light, holding it up like the statue of liberty, and all of us at the party chanting the national anthem. What a glorious night
If by date you mean washing Pizza house down with a bottle of wine, then yes I have a date.
I'm sitting here bra-less eating jalepeno candied bacon. You know you want this.
Coming.
I owe you an apology, I was appointed captain of this sexy fuckship and I fell asleep at the helm.
He fell asleep on top of me after sex. For 3 hours. Poor guy worked too hard.
I don't want my vagina anymore.
i was so high when i left this morning that rather than make sandwiches i threw bread and peanut butter in my backpack. a whole loaf. and a whole jar
I feel like I'm a car that keeps getting Bacardi 151 instead of fuel
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