I used to have a blog that was basically all about ****** and all of his sexual misadventures
I mean it made tucker max look like a fucking alterboy
But unfortunatley his mom did a google search and found it
I fucking love fucking science majors-- she told me that she wanted to know if her gag reflex got better or worse with alcohol, and that her initial evidence had been inconclusive. So, next few weeks, yeah, gettin blown periodically. All I have to do is keep a log.
Drinking at work by myself... My boss just walked into me copying my face on the copy machine..
i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
I just spent 30 minutes cleaning out my coleman grill. Did you really have to have grilled yogurt?
Just once I'd like to throw a party where I don't have to clean up someone else's blood the next morning.
We never did figure out who the stuff on the wall came from, did we?
you threw up into the pocket of your shirt. which was pretty damn polite
I'm going to make out with someone. I'm on a mission. I don't even care if I'm wearing beer goggles. As long as he's not shorter than me, gay, or a woman.
So I'll bring my machete and we can smoke your shit.
Out of context, that is a hilariously scary message.
so she gave me back a bag of clothing, had some boxers in it...they werent mine.... well that sums up 5 years of my life
Last night turned out to be an expensive trip to your house between the ticket and the plan b. (Well I haven't gotten that yet)
I was just drinking but now I'm drinking and chasing with red bull. I call this "getting ready for work"
its 8 and I'm HUNGOVER!! how is that possible??
Remeber when we went camping and fucked those two guys? Yeah me either but I'm covered in poison oak so I'm guessing it's from that.
She said if you lived here it would be like the x rated version of 3's company
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