You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
I don't think he's ever woke up with a paraplegic stripper sitting on his face before.
It's like God knew that was my ex's best friend and punished me. I've never vomited that much in my life.
I just got a whiff of tequila through the air conditioner.
So apparently the christmas orgy was a complete disaster
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
HE HAS A FUCKING TWIN. HE HAS A TWIN. I'M NOT DRUNK THERE IS TWO OF THEM.
There's a stripper banging on the door demanding to see you.
Don't make fun of the drunk girl eating bread out of her pockets. I've been that girl.
kool aid jammers and 151...our childhood has officially been corrupted.
The door opens out but somehow she managed to kick it in..
You could see the bone sticking out of his shin and he insisted he was "just gunna walk it off"
I love how encouraging you are, but I need you to stop me when the guy I'm going home with is a dead ringer for Nick Cage.
I think I'll shower sitting down. That seems safe.
Be careful, there is sex in the air.
Randomize
