Um, I don't really remember much about the event... and then I woke up on the metro..
she did the YMCA with her lgs... i think she forgot she wasnt wearing any underwear
dibs on John Mayer's hood pass
after he gave me a diploma for giving him amazing head, getting a regular diploma isnt all that cool.
I was so high that i was talking shit about a girl I was with via text, and I handed the phone to her so she could type the shit I was trying to say.
the only compliment i could think of for this chick was that she looked 'moderately attractive'
I don't remember anything but yelling at the ref in Spanish.
she tried to douche with champagne. in front of all of us. unabashedly.
shes taking the breakup well, i walked in on her naked passed out wearing a turban with a bag of peanut butter choc chips in hand at 5 in the afternoon.
I'm gonna rob all up in that cradle
I screamed so bad because I thought he was going for my sandwich forgetting it was in my hand
So changing channels while she's on top is frowned upon. It's back to thinking about baseball again.
See, this is why you don't do nice things for people. You'll get stuck in the snow and you won't catch a dick.
You can call me ugly and you can call me fat,but don't you EVER say my meme game is weak.
Is talking to an iron man poster a good or bad indicator that you've been drinking too much?
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