In regards to your tweet: as its been said on all of those posters on ffffound: keep calm and carry on
Wow so 15 missed calls, a vm AND a text saying come downstairs? ...And where is downstairs? Explain.
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
we're at Rob's house and just invented the best drinking game ever....we are on Chatroulette and everytime we see a dick we all have to drink.
She said her first boyfreind was so small she is still technically a virgin.
I pulled my tongue muscle last night. your welcome.
His beard is glorious and he smells like barbecue. Introduce me to him.
He asked me when I was coming to bed while simultaneously drilling a fart into the mattress. Don't fucking get married.
You want a summary? Scottish women that start drinking at 7 am. Cherries soaked in moonshine. Japanese beer. Old men smoking stuff that I'm pretty sure is illegal here and in Japan. One is doing a karaoke striptease. There's your summary.
Jesus christmas you are like the Martha Stewart of threeway planning
About to be a 4Loko vomit fountain in 45 seconds, what color will it be? Animated birds will fly out of me.
OMG CHARGE YOUR PHONE I NEED TO KNOW IF THIS IS A GOOD PICTURE OF MY ASS
that pic of me and the hulking football player sure does come in handy when creepy guys hit on me at the bar.
He told me he would make me come so hard I would throw up. I'm actually horrified that he thinks that's something any person would want
I don't remember anything from last night, but at track I found my thong next to the high jump pit... So it must has been decent
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