i saved all my weight watcher points for this alcohol
its 4th on my favorites list. 1. butt sex 2. mini skirts 3. three meat pizza rolls 4. fuck the pain away by peaches
it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
After we finished he asked if I knew if it was a boy or girl. Diet. Starts. Now.
I don't know, I don't really wanna ask the question, "Mom why am I not circumcised?"
well my dad not being home definitely made it less awkward to walk in carrying the bra I left wearing.
I don't remember much, but my night is dated pre-Jaeger and post-Jaeger. Also, my boss may or may not have tucked me in.
Indeed. The kind of morning where puking in someone's shoes is not frowned upon
so, she was so drunk she tried stabbing me with a corn dog stick
Will it be a clothes optional week when I get there? I have an amazing outfit of tattoos and toenail polish planned.
I think this bruise on my arm is actually an impression of your face
I traded my pants for a Santa hat last night and it was so worth it.
Looks like he unfriended you too. I feel like we were both just handed negative pregnancy tests.
In your alcohol circus, can my act be juggling men? Let's be real, I can juggle multiple dick buddies better than a professional
Pooled our money and rented a bouncy castle for the day. Get over here now. Bring vodka.
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