Boner jamz table deep. plus bar deep. wiing waing.
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
Skanksgiving break is awesome already... pilgrim and indian roleplay tonight.
A few things for you to consider: 1. Drunk enough that I'm looking up the dictionary definition of Wish. 2. Dictionary.com has new features. 3. Windows is offering me 500 business cards for 5 bucks. 4. I've always wanted a card that says I'm a ninja
you were leaning against the vending machine asking if there was a shower you could puke in.
I woke up with my bra stapled to the ceiling, her dad was in the hallway winking at me. I was the less drunk of the bunch.
I have reached the point in my life where I realized this is what I'm going to do for the rest of my life. Eat, shit , bar, drink, drank, drunk.
She had forties taped to her hands and was trying to give him a hand job while he was passed out, with everyone in the living room.
Holding a cold bottle of mikes hard lemonade against my pulverized taint....this is my Sunday night
Roommate just came in drunk and tweaked out because my tv has a DVD player built in. Waaaaaayyyy too sober for that conversation.
Hey super random I have you in my phone as "downtown likes to go fishing girl" haha does that sound like you
The whorange rubbed off. His white shirt was so gross at the end of the night I told him to frame it.
I wore wrist and ankle weights while we had sex. Does that count as working out?
Do not tell guys at bars about kittens you rescue. They will walk away.
I fucked a marine... I told him it was like personal revenge and he said he could live with that and that he didn't mind being used.
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