I can't make Walk of Shame Wednesdays a recurring theme.
You just kept yelling, "THAT'S THE POWER OF PINESOL, BABY!"
Meh. People are people bro. All of us are hairless psychotic apes. Happy 420.
My walk of shame was 2 miles of feathers flying off of me, underwear in hand, and a homeless man telling me he'd pray for me. It was gold medal worthy.
I got whiskey, so I think the blizzard and I are at an even match
he just kept repeating "those were some pretty nipple-y tits" over and over the rest of the night
Do they make liter beers?
They make 40s
Do they make 2 liter beers
They make 2 40s
my goal for the rest of college is to escape STD free. fuck getting a job. this is more important.
We just banged and he's microwaving shrimp noodles and I'm eating tostitos alone in the dark this is why our relationship works
YOU BETTER TOUCH MY NIPPLES TODAY
I can see their wedding vows now: 'Til basicness do us part
His dog ate the vibrator. The WHOLE vibrator. We spend the morning after trying to make it vomit up the battery. Why does this always happen to me?
I just want to feed you taquitos and play with your boner and live happily ever after
Why the fuck is there raw bacon in my bra. I don't even have a stove.
What should I list for life skills
How about home wrecking? You’re excellent at that
Hmm...that is a life skill in Southern California
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