and trust me i need no booty pop lessons
yeah. you were just sitting there watching transformers, caressing your toaster.
She threw up all over when she was giving me dome. Not even gonna lie, it felt really good.
I think I explained what happened in the voicemail. But I think I might have just cried and ranted about how cool osiris shoes are
the kid throwing up and laying face down on the deck just asked ME if I'M okay...
He's dressed as a power ranger handing out cocaine
We've completely outdone ourselves. We packaged a collective total of six grams of pot and salvia into little bowl-sized tinfoil capsules. It's totally impossible to tell which is which without comparing, every Friday from now on we pick one out and see what the fuck happens
It was a group decision to take your pants off. Took a solid 10 minutes. No more skinny jeans while drinking.
I hate waking up Sunday morning and thinks "how many friends did I lose last night".... Normally it's between 1-5.
Do you still have "be bumpin" written on your ass in glitter pen? Who brings a glitter pen to a bar? Or pulls there ass out for that matter...
Something bad happened. I'm just giving you some notice. So you can smoke some pot and hide all sharp items in the house.
I guess I'll just chalk it up as a learning experience and a lot of great sex.
You don't even know. The entire marching band thinks I'm an alcoholic.
We broke into the kitchen, stole cooking aprons, and wore them on the dance floor.
I didn't know I was invited to an orgy.
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