I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
My entire childhood was an ugly sweater party
i just looked at the calendar to see when spring break is and literally stopped eating
At home depot. Final room inspection is tmrow, gotta paint over the puke stains
I made him recite stats from the playoffs game last night before I would go down on him.
Sry I came all over your dress. Think of it as a Vegas souvenir.
Between the walk of shame, bar fight, karaoke, injuries, number of bar check-ins, and variety/quantity of alcohols and Advil consumed, I'd say HookerFest 2012 was a raging success.
She didn't need to know her brother was thrown out of a bar for getting head on the dance floor. You're a shit head.
You guys bombarded us in the bathroom and that kid whipped his dick out and peed in the sink.
But theres a keg here and me gusta
there is a video of me on Facebook getting mad at a trash bin what the fuck was in your Pepsi
I apologize for tapping your ass. It was a friendly tap. Like Casper. Ya know
You put on a bike helmet, yelled "doesn't matter fuck it" then punched a stick the fire
I tried eating pop-rocks while giving him a bj, I honestly think I was more disappointed with the results than he was.
Are you vicariously golddigging through me?!
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