Dub. In the bra. Dub in the bra.
When we talk. Remind me of these topics, photoshop, my bday, threesomes, and cherekee indians. I swear these are real topics...
New topics to add when we talk, sweden, boxing, and the band journey
you can feel better about your life now. i slept with a guy who has gold teeth
you smelled like vodka, i think that's why my grandma liked you
My afternoon will now be spent googling genital warts. I think my life is over.
IDK who she called, but some guy came into the party, flying drop kicked Joe said never again. She has to invite him around again.
Wanna go watch Transformers and scream "AMERICA!"? I need a no thought activity
You stumbled in the house, mumbled something about a cheese party, grabbed a block of cheese and the whiskey, and left.
I know he'd never cheat on me. It'd be like choosing Mexican tap water over Patron.
Drunkenly, I gave him a molly instead of an aleve so A) I'm still looking for him and B) I'm not sure about his headache.
Yes, bail money means jail. It also means lie to dad, do it now.
Send me a picture of our booze closet. I'm homesick.
A sultry night of tacos and sex sounds nice. Should I bring home milk?
Her hot older sister walked in on us, looked me up and down, then stared straight at her and said "I call sloppy seconds on this one" then left. I'm still debating on how I feel about that.
Sexual side note: sushi and cum do not mix well. That is all.
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