Yeah...you.wanna.hang.out.tomorrow?My.space.button.is.broken.
you'd be confused too if you woke up to pictures of a ghostbuster doing body shots off you.
I love how kegs are figured into our monthly bills
this weekend destroyed me...my brain feels like the curly fry at the bottom of the bag. GAhhh come save me
that's ecstasy for ya. now I'm kinda in the mood for jack in the box.
That gas station is used for only two things, picking up moonshine and getting murdered. Only two outcomes.
I liked a picture of him with his pants around his ankles, if that doesn't say I'm into you, I don't know what does.
It was a perpetual wrestle for who got to be on bottom. Laziest hookup ever.
Who knew drunk me could climb a 17 story building for apple juice and sex
I was at a bus stop, eating a load of bread. Fairly sure I'm the poster child for poor students.
Well, I saw an Olympian's genitals tonight, so it can't be that bad.
So he came on my stomach this morning and I totally forgot about it until after you poured that body shot.
Then while I was crying on his shoulder, he got a boner. Soo. I kinda just hopped on.
I laid naked in his bed as he brought me an ice cream sandwich so I would say everything worked out great
You need to get out of there before he falls in love with you.
i guess "never drinking again" is not an option when you invent a whole new level of drunk...
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