And now his mom knows I was dipping my pen in company ink
I was happy to be the center of attention..until i realized why everyone was staring
Kinda wish I banged him. I need the exercise.
RIP Summer 2010. God knows it had to be one of us..
it's official, i know exactly what cross streets we're at by the bumps when i give him road head
She always manages to outslut me. I can't keep up
Hurricane Earl: Get Blown party at my house friday! Byob: bring your own bitch/booze. Must have 80s blown hair style, kazoo/noise maker (vuvuzelas/airhorns are allowed), and/or bubble wands. \n
Why am I even shocked you're doing this....
the bar tender told me i could keep an air matress in the backroom.
all I remember is repeatedly winking at the fire marshall while he was counting the people in the bar
Ok but if you die you have to get "I should've listened to Mike" carved into your tombstone
but we were going camping. it only made sense to bring the 6 ft bong
This love triangle bullshit is getting out of hand. It's now a love polygon and I want out
3 words: harry potter burlesque. My life is so much more awesome than yours right now.
I need my sock, sombrero, maracas, and I just heard I had a light saber, if thats the case...i want that back too
There's something about a foam party that makes freshman want to turn their lives into full blown shit shows. And I'm ok with the fact I am one of those.
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