That adds atleast one bjs worth of awkward sexual tension between us.
The camp director doesn't care if we drink and i'm running the rifle range. Someone is going to get sued.
Had to use the product locator on on the four loko website to find them at home. Got to go in the backroom of a grocery store to get them. Dedication.
Just promise me we won't die tonight. I can't have an autopsy report that reads "stomach contents: Tequila and semen."
Missing both credit cards and just had a flashback of grinding my nuts on the terrified cab driver for amusement. i am feeling a slight hate for myself right now.
I'm going on a valentine's date with the random guy i hooked up with in the bar bathroom this weekend...i feel like julia roberts
I give you full permission to fuck a rando on my air mattress.
I met her at the quidditch match. She was the snitch and I caught her. After at the bar she walked up grabbed my hand and said snitches have flesh memories.
Last night I flashed a car full of people my tits for a bag of pretzels so yeah I'd say I was at least tipsy.
Where did you go?
I'm not really sure. They have flavored vodka. I like it and I'm never leaving. Ever.
Would it be playing god to put spaghetti on my pizza?
Also, don't forget your plan to die young at a shrooms-fueled orgy.
Let's play the game let's see how long Kayla can be sober
My concern for you and peanut butter is the reason I am still awake.
Every time Brady gets sacked I cum a little...
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