is it bad that the cashier at chick-fil-a shouted "see you tomorrow!" as i drove away?
Whatever, you were 10 deep and there was a hot tub. No judgment.
At what point in time did you decide the pot head with Taco Bell was more important than all your friends.
At about the same time you guys weren't burritos.
there's a picture of him beating off in the library with a cowboy hat. please steer clear of this one if you ever want to be respected.
I came home to the cats covered in paint and he was asleep in the tub with a firefighters hat on.
I woke up to the sound of gentle rain, only to realize I was laying under a urine trough in the men's restroom. Fuck you, bourbon. Fuck you.
the japanese bartender dressed as a cowboy in assless chaps just told me i was too drunk for another shot
he looks SO much like Drake, I feel like an extreme groupie every time we have sex.
I'm so fucking horny right now If I blink I might cum
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
I want the address of the individual responsible for strawbeeritas. I want to send them gift basket.
You kept asking us from the backseat if you were driving ok and then you kept talking to your hiccups and yelling at them to "stop it already!"
Per my usual Thursday, I blacked out and slept on the stairs.
She was wearing a grass skirt and a watermelon bra. WATERMELONS.
What? No, wine isn't my weakness, I just love it.
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