Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
Well, I'm a guy so I don't have one, but if its anything like the inside of my nose, yes, vodka would burn.
i was picked up off the floor by a stripper, if thats not a new life low then i dont know what is.
i know. thats why i need an open bar. i'll get hammered and make a toast about how his dick is like the titanic. large, but full of failure.
I think it is impossible 2 take a person seriously when their last name is Pancake
this ms. usa coverage has sucessfully humbled every girl here. depressed fish in a leaky barrel. go!
I'm giving great sideboob & it's being wasted on my parents.
I'm getting kicked out of the place we're at. They don't like ketchup on their walls..
the only good thing about going home with him was that he was prettier than me.
I vaguely remember us chasing shots by licking each other's faces last night. Our friendship has reached another level completely.
Just check with her if girls can get blown, that's all.
The chances of me making out with someone next weekend are about the same as me not remembering it.
My Tinder date from last night is my Uber driver for tonight's Tinder date...neither of us said a word.
Im bringing my light up rubber ducky just in case we end up at a rave tonight. HE CHANGES COLOR!
Well I told him I’ve got the flu....he said he’d wear a condom
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