I'd do that. But we would need storm trooper helmets.
i have no idea who im with but someones making meatballs. im going to stay.
oh i have no idea about his personality. i imagine it's the same as it was- except now combined with a receding hairline and a beer gut
There's a difference between southern and inbred. She just doesn't know that yet.
3 things. 1. is this real life 2. my liver hates me 3. keg race tonight
So roofie roulette was a success but I'm a little worried that the 2 who got the tainted beer still haven't contacted anyone...
putting weed in the twinkies box was possibly the best idea you've ever had
After they flagged you, you hid in a bathroom stall and text me to bring you more shots. That kind of drunk.
My lower body still feels like its been through a garbage disposal and a trash compactor. In that order.
I'm in the sex attic, crying, eating french toast and taco
Hey could you buy me 2 bottles of arbor mist? I'm trying to get laid tonight
he just exposed your dildo usage to the table.
Just had to double check that I had pants on. THAT kind of weekend.
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
I'm too picky for internet dating and by picky I mean psycho.
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