if this week's events in iraq have taught me anything, it's that when pulling out, always expect a mess...
So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
Mustard is by no means a replacement for yellow wall paint
According to last night if you on the sidewalk at 12 a|m\nYour a WHORE !
I'm not gonna not go for it, she's foreign and pulled a shotglass out of her thong.
she had a concussion and she still scored nine points higher than me on the midterm
in the middle of giving him head in the backseat of my car he taps me on the shoulder, opens the door, throws up three times and then proceeds to tell me how amazing i am.
I'd say it's a shame and a disservice to the world that we can't stay drunken shitshows to infinity
I have 3 texts in my phone that say "Thanks King Tyler". I think I've successfully drank myself into a monarchy.
I faked an orgasm during phone sex last night. This relationship is starting to become real.
Someone broke in while we were at the bars, window is shattered but nothing got taken
Noone broke in, matt tried to pull a tyrese and punch through the window... were at the hospital.
what the hell makes you think you get to decide what your going to wear at our weding!?
Then again I went over his house after not hanging out since kindergarten and tried to fuck him so maybe I'm partially to blame here
I didn't even respond. Just letting the crazy settle before I calmly fuck his shit up.
There's hope in those eyes, for a better tomorrow or more cocaine, we may never know, but there's hope.
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