It must have been true love
I don't call true love eating a bag of doritos and then going down on each other
I picked my nose. Flicked it. I heard it hit something. Next thing I know, it's floating around in my wine glass.
I actually kind of like the booze poos. It's like a colon cleanse. I feel skinnier.
consequently i now know what mace tastes like
btw good call for not making out for a pitcher of vodka, this hangover is bad enough
Damn you and your Monday night power hours.
You were air-planing a joint into my mouth while I was crying naked in the bath tub.
Best Friends For Life.
Only thing I got out of his drunken Spanish is something that sounded like "pencil sharpener." Damn rosetta stone.
Pitting the remainder of the bottle against my hangover. I'm expecting an all out cage match for my soul and wellbeing.
according to the video, you won you first drunken karaoke contest based off of your actual singing abilities and not because you took your shirt! I've never been prouder :)
So I can officially say that someone has licked whipped cream off my nipples. Go senior year
It's the eve of Christ's birthday and I'm sending pictures of my tits
If only I could bank my drunk hookups for a sober IOU.
DAMN HIS BEARD AND ABILITY TO USE TOOLS ON A LADDER!!
His boxer smelled like clean laundry while I was giving him head. It was delightful, like sucking a dick in a spring meadow.
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