thx for the lesson on dirrty dancing
yeah well you didnt even puke from the alcohol. we cut you off and went to huck finn's and told you that the "irish cream" coffee creamers had baileys in it, so you shot down like eight of them and puked all over the floor. it was great. we cheered you on and everything
just used a blowie as payment for him having to take the dog out to let her poop.
woke up and she was making me crepes. definitely not the last time i fuck a culinary student
As per my father's affair, married men are no longer off limits.
I think whatever his name is just puked on the stairs. Just an fyi for the morning. Love you.
Meanwhile I am sitting on the couch with a 32 ounce rum and coke trying to decide if I'm too drunk to go get french fries.
You're probably reading this when you wake up from your "nap" in the front yard. Maybe next week you should go to class, and not start Thirsty Thursday at 9:30 in the morning.
I always hoped that one day I'd have a sex position named in my honor.
My boss just told me not to come back to work if I decide to drink. Challenge accepted.
Every bar we ever go to has a woman there who hates him. Getting so much vagina has never seemed so not glorious
Why must everything this weekend have to do with something going into or coming out of my vagina?
The party was Hollywood themed and I won an oscar for "finest ass in a leading role"
Just to clear things up, yes you did lick the strippers butt
Blow Jobs and the Patriots Playing I think I’m going to marry her
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