I wish your couch was made out of beer. I would drink like half of it.
So... how did lowering your standards work out last night?
Nakedness is not a toga. Just sayin
It's like the Sean Connery of vaginas. You don't mess with it.
For the record, a bath beer is far superior to a shower beer...
You insisted I take photos of you vomiting off the top of the tree.
All I can see in the pic you sent is white shorts...
Thas my pasnts in colleg! Tehy glow! AND SMELL LIKE BEER!
I'm having flashbacks from last night. Did I admit to pausing Whitney's funeral because I was watching porn? I believe I did.
Please God, is a penis possibly making it to vagina town to much to ask for tonight.
You had a hat of bras. Probably a good dozen, which is totally impressive for a Thirsty Thursday
All i remember his him yelling yahtzee while pouring beer down her shirt .
I also made him write a nonfiction romance novel about what happened and to give it to me when the time was right
I don't particularly remember setting a firecracker off in my hand. No more tequila.
Mixing Powerade and white wine has been one of my better ideas.
In celebration of finishing my homework, lets drink tea w/ vodka
Randomize
