i was just at lovers lane looking for gifts for a bachelorette party.....with my mom
I want the hot one, scratch that. anyone.
How does she give head with a nose like that? It looks like she has a plantain stuck in the middle of her face.
I sat a few seats down and one row behind a cute girl at the Cubs game today. Having watched her talk to the guy next to her, I found out only her name and age. I then used that information and pieced it together with over 500 girls on Facebook with the same name. I found the same girl, and we're now fbook friends.
if being a creepy fuck was an olympic sport, they'd think you were using performance enhancing drugs...
she's like bobby knight all she does is scream and point
I HATE DRINKING WITH JUST GIRLS, ITS 1030 THEYRE ALL HAMMERED AND TALKING ABOUT HOW AWESOME THEIR SHOES ARE!!!!!!!
a cabby told me that vodka is the coors light of liquor, and then gave me his number
I'm calling into work with a wicked case of sledge hammer crotch. She has to understand
Oh boy...do i want the 'something you can tell your mom in 10 yrs' version or the 'Im gonna call you a whore but be proud' version?
Of course drinkings involved. They don't call it alcoholism because we eat too many skittles.
The problem with Wednesday evening drinking is that no gets to my level. It's like like a one man party. But it's a goood party.
These fuzzy pants work great for sleeping, taking an exam, getting baked and watching the hobbit. I guess i'm not changing pants for 72 hours.
You better fucking tell me or I'm turning blow job week into go fuck yourself week.
Take off your clothes and see if he wants to have sex, that's a good way to find out
The ride home was alright, we hooked up in the street next to his car after he smashed into the guard rail
Randomize
