As far as classy things to do in front of your ex go, throwing up on your own shirt is not one of them.
BROstal carolina. Watching a boy drinking rum and coke out of a cup of noodle empty cup.
They are baked and once again have spent the last 45 mins talking about opening up a world wide business called "pickle on a stick"
Either I put my underwear on inside out and wore it like that all day, or I had sex with him. Its sad I have to guess.
We won 11 games of beer pong, and then I spent a half hour trying to get into the top bunk. Then i realized it was a cabinet in the bathroom
She was bending and I said "finally, about time". Wrong, she was tying her shoe. No blowjobs for me.
He was dressed as a cowboy and he was dancing with my ex roommate. So I took his gun and pistol whipped him with it..then somehow we still slept together..
I may, or may not have licked his face in an Applebee's.
I like that our conversation ended with "im gonna go get pregnant goodnight"
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
I went by my nickname in rehab. It made it feel more like summer camp.
Oh and an honorable mention for your father's porn collection. Things I'll never forget.
I should not be able to sum up my life with a taco brand motto...
She used to be cute, back when we were young.
Oh well, so were platform jellies. Shit changes.
Remind me to tell you about this weekend with them. It was the least fun I have ever had drinking. And I have thrown up pork and beer through my nose on the side of the freeway.
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