we're blogging at a bar
Whatever, you were 10 deep and there was a hot tub. No judgment.
You don't have to be emotionally available for a blow job.
i've decided to use this saturday afternoon to take care of my pube situation
I can hear the condescending tone from the atm when it asks if $3 is all I would like to deposit
NC is no longer selling 190 proof Everclear. We are officially no longer the greatest state.
I think they were cool with it, they should have know if I was the host of the baby shower it was going to involve a keg and jager shots.
I was at that stage of drunk where it seemed appropriate to just make out with everyone. As like a greeting.
I hear you
So neither of us had a dollar bill and we couldnt find a straw so we spent all nite doing coke through penne pasta
He brought her home and fucked her in a gingerbread man costume in a cardboard rapunzel castle. He had a pretty good night.
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
At least one of us had a weekend full of money and dick
I just rode a horse than walked onto my property in boarshorts, flip flops, and holding a 40. What do I win?
This is a weird combination of planning and sexting but whatever
reminiscing on last night: why the fuck did I feel the need to stand on chairs everytime we took a jello shot?
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