I wish there were whore gnomes that cleaned our apartment when we were gone.
I dont think problem is the right word. Problems arent something you enjoy. Life would be too boring without gambling.
I just remember taking her cat for a walk around 3 am then falling asleep in a slide at the park
we took shots then she made me eat a dill pickle with cream cheese wrapped in a piece of turkey.
I dont know if this is a good time to tell you but im actually a freshman.. not a senior
You said you didn't want to drink anymore so you started shooting vodka down the back of your throat using a syringe. Oh, and then you aimed it at my eye ball...vodka in the eye hurts btw.
fat chick, vomit on the dog, and three unidentifiable pills in my ear. all in the same ear. what the hell happened after the guests showed up?
You're right. I woke up today with my ugly sweater still on and no pants. I'd say it was a successful night.
DIBS ON THE NEW GUY.
NO. NO FUCKING YOUR COWORKERS
Lesson learned:nothing good comes from an at home wax kit.
If that guy asks u bout me, I said my name is Jenelle, from CT, I'm a cat behiavor consultant and I'm 29. Back my story up
What's with guys asking if I wanna "kick it" like I'm some fucking 19 year old
I sent him a blank text because I didn't want to "drunk text" him.
And I’m prepared, because I'm in it to win it (and by win I mean get railed hard)
I remember her making the first martini but the rest of the weekend is a blur of vodka, high heels and sex toys.
First time being used by a cougar. Definitely okay with it
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