you mean i was at the winter classic?
we marched down beaver avenue with lit tiki torches humming the olympics opening song.
i feel as uncomfortable as your camel toe looks.
It's official. 2011 is the year of sport fucking
I think I actually have rug burn on my eye.
Question: rebounding with your exboyfriend over your rebound guy is healthy right?
The last bar we left there was a sausage stand right outside and I apparently felt bad those guys were working that late, so I bought a $9 sausage, gave it to some drunk kid and said "I support local businesses!!" I'd say I've done my civic duty.
You know you're old when tea and a hot bath are more appealing than beer pong with lesbians.
I'm gonna let my dick speak for itself from now on. Seriously, it's always recruiting for me even after 6 hours of drinking.
Before we fucked we both mutually agreed not to tweet about it.
You showed them your nipple for dollars for the jukebox. You were depressed because only one of your songs played. Oh then you twisted your ankle and blamed it on your mad stripper skills.
No shame in my game.
I sent him a tex saying, "I thought my intentions were clear" drunk me has some balls.
You were pretty conviced that my dog was a spanish child and kept trying to read him the news from your iphone app
short story short, i just screamed anal seepage in the middle of a diner.
It's next to that place that has cock fighting.
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