we're blogging at a bar
yeah, we don't understand. the wings losing for guys is like girls finding objects in their body..just weird and sad
there were more penises there than on chat roulette
oh god was she eating orange peels again
HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS DRUNK? AND WHERE ARE TOU TRYING TO GO??
My dick hurts from so many people grabbing it last night. We're not going back to that club
Did you really lure me out of the bar with a blond holding a dunkin donuts bag? Well played sir, well played.
I'm pretty sure at any given moment you could wring out my liver and get a couple of shots of jäger.
She had a glow in the dark pastie on her forehead the last time I saw her. That should help you find her.
She looks like a beluga.
I want to splash her with water and when she screams say "I didn't want you to die. You looked parched"
Got hit on by the cable guy. Solid 9. Think Orlando Bloom with a glorious curly mullet.
i tried to break up pigeon sex because one looked too young to consent. fireball feminism ftw
I was just told that I'm the Sherlock Holmes of drunken sex. I'll take it.
Yup we found her. The bouncer was carrying her out
My alcoholism is old enough to drink.
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