Is there a reason "Call me when you're legal" is written on my arm? I'm 22..
my bedside table was not meant to hold this many beer bottles.
Remeber when I drunkenly made out with him this summer while he was getting bitched at by his girlfriend on the phone? Yeah, neither do I. But I'm pretty sure that same thing happened again last night.
You rubbed your penis on my leg and said "people have paid for this kind of action"
Having to explain to my dad why there are chicken wings to the pool filter, new low.
I didn't ask to see his penis, it was an ambush. Impressive though
Either I'm still drunk or the right side of the bed is now the left side.
I may have played more drinking games with my family this last week than all of freshman year...
I'm hurting so bad I actially had to wait for my mini wheats to get soggy before I could eat them..
I hope you get some kind or rare disease that makes your dick ties itself in a knot for fucking her you lucky bastard.
Jesus Christ that hit just spoke to so many levels of my soul. It's caressing them softly
Wait is this black Chris #1, cocaine Chris, or gay Chris?
No this is saxophone Chris
Where you at? Come home and endure this shit show called "The Second Presidential Debate".
the last thing is remember is that strange guy in the leotard...i woke up in my bed, naked, with a half eaten grilled cheese on my nightstand, a six pack in the fridge, a new pack of cigarettes on my pillow and coke in my purse. apparently i bought some drugs, shopped and cooked. typical.
how do I say, without sounding slutty... That I can take a dick?
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