We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
shes got a 6th sense for me cheating...the the hailey joel osmound of me getting bjs
you were going around the whole club telling people to smell ur purse
Yeah, we spent most of the evening making fun of the drunk girl until we realized it was you.
Woke up with puke in my bed and my pockets full of Tootsie Rolls.
Jealous.
My leg won't stop wagging. It's like it's congratulating my vagina.
I guess it was to be expected that I was put on somebody's list called penis socket.
I got us a lift home. Payment may require me giving road head, are you cool just chilling in the back seat pretending to be oblivious to this happening?
This whole bra on the outside of my shirt thing is so convenient. It turns my shirt into a pocket to eat Fritos out of. Mmm boobies
Another reason why I like dubstep now, it makes me feel even higher than I already am.
Any time you can't remember a night, and you wake up in a sorority house, it's fucking worth it.
My new boobs got me 12 drinks at the concert. Whose the real winner here?
I didn't wake up drunk this year...I must be getting soft
Yeah I guess quad-fisting Miller Lites just isn't as effective as it used to be
What happened?
New Orleans
Every time
WE HAVE TO LEAVE. I HAVE HAD SEX WITH WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE IN THIS BUS STATION.
Randomize
