Where you at
assisting at a photo shoot in williamsburg till 7ish. wassup?
Doesn't matter. I already jerked off in your bed.
you kept trying to make scrambled eggs with 3 hardboiled ones.
i awoke yet another morning with penis breath. ive been so generous santa has to bring me a shit ton of presents
or how I got to mom's but there is vomit on my shoes. I never thought i'd be recapping with her.
Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
I incognito puked under the VIP table. Did Jersey proud.
guess who's bored in chemistry researching how to sneak weed through airport security in her vagina?
The countdown is at hand. We are 15 days from so much Jameson that names will be forgotten. Prepare your liver now or severe projectile vomiting will be the theme of the night.
My dad just sent me a text reminding me to bring the family beer pong championship belt. Thanksgiving 2012 just got real
I think I have to break up with him. I just cried, not moaned, screamed, etc, cried, with tears of sadness and disappointment when I came.
I think curling is the best thing to watch when you're baked.
We ended up on their roof with our pants around our ankles shotgunning beers at one point.
LIKE ALL I WANT TO CURE MY HANGOVER IS PORKROLL AND LIKE 85% OF THIS COUNTRY DOESN'T KNOW WHAT IT IS
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. Also how many grams are in an eighth?
We still getting married? Or were you day drinking
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