Last night I got a napkin with 4 names & numbers: Katie, Ellen, Kylie...and Brandon.
My dog just threw up a condom. Sorry for accusing you of not wearing one, I found it now.
Her throat is strong enough to gargle peanut butter. I'm sure you were satisfied.
The kid across the hall found me in the hallway using a hot pocket box as a pillow. I said its okay I live here.
You told the cop FUCK YOU AND YOUR TASER, i dont think he appricaited that
Someone touched my vagina when we were out last night. The fact that it was you is inconsequential and I am still counting it as a pull.
About to be a 4Loko vomit fountain in 45 seconds, what color will it be? Animated birds will fly out of me.
His ass WILL be my cock's next vacation home.
I wish I had a dick so I could say shit like that.
Why do I think he'd like to keep my hair in a box?
There was a slutty maid costume on the floor when I woke up, but the house was trashed. Either she's been fired or got promoted, I'm not sure which.
I hooked up with a guy dressed up as morning wood. Needless to say he lived up to his costume.
A gay dude just spanked me with a nicholas sparks novel and called me foxy. I'm putting this on my resume.
Today is a spill-drugs-all-over-myself kind of day.
She definitely peed in a bucket in their closet last night. We should warn them about that, right?
Why does your place smell like gin and misery?
I prefer to think of it as 'ode to single life'
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