Fiestas. Its like a classier verson of mardi gras.
hey boys, thanks for all the pictures of your dick you took with my camera last night...they were really nice to stumble upon while reliving my night in the breakroom today at work
Just saw the first guy i ever slept with in drag. I can hear my grandfather saying "i knew she was a lesbian" somewhere
drunk...on the white house tour...security is staring. this will not end well.
All I know is that if a letter starts with "I'm aware you jerked off in the bathroom last night," I don't want to finish reading it.
I will now refer to my life as before and after I used Astroglide for the first time
You probably don't remember. You were drunk and getting your tits drummed on like haitian bongos in a voodoo ritual.
I dont care how high you are "yes" is not the correct response to "what do you want from Taco Bell" Mom.
My mom now keeps ice cubes on hand for my bong water. We may be able to work this relationship out.
Eating an ice cream sandwich while your little bro gets me weed. May I adopt him?
YOU CAN'T JUST DO COKE AND THEN CALM DOWN
Uhm after 8 I don't recall anything. All I know is there's a picture of me playing pong with my grandmother.
he went to the bathroom at 5am only to come back and squeeze my boob before going back to sleep
if i hadn't ended our catfight by hugging you one of us might be dead right now
My moral compass kept pointing to his penis.
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