things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
I just want to hang out with her.
You're a liar. Why do I have to give you reasons you can't have sex with my mom? I hate you.
operation harelip BJ is a go
i mean he wasn't bad looking, but i wouldn't have slept with my professor if i knew everyone would get an A
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
once you have herpes you dont really care what goes in your mouth anymore.
bitch got booty called while we were making out. and then she actually left.
She's running around bumping into to people trying to keep a balloon she filled with vodka in the air. Please tell me she has a secret off switch you didn't tell me about.
The first aid guy just told us to go get hammered...I'm taking his advice
You then proceeded to tell me how good of a cook you were and put raw cookie dough in the champagne.
Yea there's blood all over the porch but we wont have to buy alcohol for the rest of the week
You forgot your "boyfriend" from last night on my couch. You're suppose to bring that shit with you.
strip vodka pong is never a good idea. I saw into his colon when he picked up the ball off the floor
the cashier at the gas station pulled a twig out of my hair and told me I should probably wash it before work....it was kinda sweet.
Have you ever gotten so angry that you stripped in public?
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