Dear everyone that texted me last night wondering where i was. i ended up face down blacked up drunk before i made it to the party. My bad
I solve my problems like an adult, at the strip club drinking on a work night.
Guys are so much hotter at OU. Come my mating season, I am flying south like the geese in the wintertime.
I'm cleaning the house. And I can't stop listening to Enrique Iglesias. Am I gay?
I even have the new album if that helps you make a decision.
No, he will live forever, like cockroaches and Jack Bauer.
Awww, you two will make beautiful abortions together...
That bad?
Full length cargo pants, running shoes, and a partial unibrow. Alcohol really is blinding.
Also, we found a geriatric Snoop Lion.
i got to his house for our first date at the same time as his dealer, so what I'm saying is I'm in love
I found more straws in my beard this morning. Please stop doing that.
I had sex with him and I blame the Doritos
We should buy t shirt guns and blow eggs out of them at his house. Bachelorette party
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
long story short... we may or may not have lost your car.
We still on for Manwhore Monday?
Randomize