You dropped me off at the wrong girl's house.
There's no such thing as a "wrong girl" make it happen.
alright see you in the morning.
I actually told the people in the movie theatre to give me a cup and I would dip water from the toilet before I paid $4.50 for a bottle of water.
Those former-lesbian gone white-trash bars always seem to be your favorite.
Not sure if jager bombs can cure tuberculosis, but its a theory im testing as we speak
Like my mouth was on his pelvis connected to his balls that's how far it was
I woke up to him peeling the skin on my stomach from my sunburn. If he wasn't so good in bed I'd be a little freaked out.
His penis is small and he doesnt like Harry Potter. HE HAS NO REDEEMING QUALITIES WHAT AM I EVEN DOING HERE
All I remember is passing out with an umbrella over my head and waking up screaming bad luck for seven years
I knew no one else would have gone along with it since it's morally wrong and probably illegal. You said, "Yes. And let's add fireworks."
MORE IMPORTANTLY I THINK I JUST WATCHED SOMEONE GET SO LONELY AS TO TURN BISEXUAL??
Blowing lines in the bathroom and trying to get into the mindset of someone who wants to be at work for 12 hours
Drink drank drunk tankkkkn, LETS GO
Ive seen a birth plenty of times, pretty awesome like a bear trying to climb out of a volkswagon.
i need to get crying drunk at the bar more often. i end up going home with guys who have big penises. its like God is saying "there, there, this will cheer you up".
I will literally have glitter in my crotch for weeks.
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