Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
Tell your sister I'm no fool. Or at least romanticize the notion of the fool.
Passed out watching pirates of caribbean with vodka in hand. Woke up to jenna jameson, with vodka gone.
A guy on the street just growled at me and said damnnnn. Sometimes it scares me how attractive i am.
The only thing that would make my night better is if William Shatner came and read me a bedtime story.
We got blackout for the alumni dinner, and then walked THROUGH the keynote speaker, managing to still say "excuse me".
Woke up and went out for a cigarette and it was dead quiet. It was like the world just knew how many mistakes were made last night.
Stop selling my mother weed! She's annoying as hell when she's stoned.
So... on the count of three, we are going to forget last night ever happened... 1...2...3
Side note: THE ORIGINAL LION KING IS COMING THE MOVIES AGAIN--3D STYLE. We need to find shrooms.
It got messy; I did a shot of seamonkeys.
Look, the fact that I didn't kick him out and rip your clothes off speaks very highly of me.
I sincerely hope you find your fuck buddy and have a wonderful night of champagne and whores
I love when groups of boys part so I can walk through. It's like a red sea of penises, and I am their Moses.
He was about to go in...and he fell off the bed. Ruined mood!
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