So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
I need to not be around brick walls while intoxicated.
Countdown til Saturday. I'd assume we're somewhere around 10,000 bottles of beer on the wall.
She was that classic mixture between "Hell no" and "Why the fuck not."
Bad news is I found gravy in my nightstand again.
pre-gaming in the library. just gonna keep going until i'm too drunk to keep working and then i'll be there.
you know who we are? We're the female white stoner version of Kenan and Kel.
isn't that the guy who always buys you drinks?
yeah. i love a man who still buys me drinks after the bar cuts me off.
next time on intervention
I told him if he cums in my mouth he has to buy me a cake that says "sorry I came in your mouth"
I'd google it, but I don't really want my search history to say, "Name for masturbating on a flight."
with hottub sex, handcuffs, Pocahontas themed lap dances, and eating pumpkin pie off each other, I'm gonna say thanksgiving will be a success ;)
You're right. I woke up today with my ugly sweater still on and no pants. I'd say it was a successful night.
I just found a voice recording from Tanya's bachelorette party when we found you drunk in downtown being harassed by a crazy dude dressed like a clown and we rescued you. Attached is a voice recording of me interviewing you after we found you. I titled it Carlos Batman.
this is a PSA to never have sex in a bed from ikea
The day will come again young grasshopper. For now you must complete your training of patience and tongue biting
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