yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
Does this mean you'll turn into an Albanian at the next full moon?
yea pretty sure we followed the trail of your spaghetti-o vomit to find the car
The cab driver referred to me as his little gumdrop, im sure he won't feel the same when he sees the vomit all over his floor.
I've come to accept that no matter where I step in our apartment, your underwear will be there.
And before you get all mad cause I said "nipples," I actually discarded "you are so wet right now" and "you have such a raging clit-on right now."
That's called being sensitive.
Well then. It seems like we have a Mexican standoff of genitals
Where the royal fuck are you??
The depths of vodka hell.
I'm drinking straight vodka and railing lines of adderall while writing a paper about the nature of Jesus. It's 6:50 in the morning. College.
I am very happy to share that the hospital says the testicle pain is normal and that they are going to take care of it.
what the hell makes you think you get to decide what your going to wear at our weding!?
I don't want my vagina anymore.
DESTROY DICK DECEMBER\nTHE SUN SHINES ON THE THIRSTY
Could be all of this cough syrup, but I’m ready to fuck 2018 up!
I just put a pill up my vagina. It was little like a quail egg. There is so much happening up there right now.
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