I'm sorry, but there's just something about mesh over nipples that irks me.
Well, there are worse ways to make $50 at a gay club.
... there are chew marks on my license. I have no idea.
i decided what we are doing for your 21st b-day: camelbacks filled with margaritas
I think we should roll her a welcome back, sorry your godmom's on life support blunt.
I should probably go to bed before I start to care about why I started drinking in the first place.
Someone just got kicked out of the mall for being dressed like a giant cat. I feel like this is in your future.
Finally better. I had to use eye makeup remover to get the purple wine stains off my lips
I always hoped that one day I'd have a sex position named in my honor.
And I'd make him talk dirty to me. In Forrest Gump's voice.
I told my dad my stomach hurt and he bet me ten bucks I couldn't throw up on command. He has no idea what I did last night and I got ten bucks.
Can we make a pact that if we're 40 and still sluts that aren't married we can get civil unioned the fuck up and raise an asian baby as our own?
I took a cab from the club to the grocery store. I needed peanut butter.
I gave in, made out with her, and long story short, I'm giving hetero another try.
Ugh. All the good hoes are in their third trimester.
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