Shes cool when Im fuckin smashed.....Sober.....She suuuuuuuuuuucks
i'm so hungover...i might vomit in a handbag instead of selling them
He wouldnt get hard, then started talking about his ex wife. I literally rolled over and started to cry
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
he drank a monster margarita at dinner. had to ask me if it was dollars or minutes that ended in 60.
My porch is a mess of peanut butter and tostitos...thanks for that.
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
it was a whole new experience in the world of ball fondling
She's dressed as a slutty Dalmatian. I doubt she has morals.
At this point, I really just need a sign in sheet for my vagina.
And now for everyone's least favorite sport... Drunk babysitting.
Please don't call my dad a fuckpuppet, I feel like that would be awkward to explain later.
You can either drink his whiskey or be a bitch. Doing both is just mean.
Wanna see if we can get cut off at bdubs again? The same hipster manager that is younger than us is working again
I hit an all time low we ran out of coke and I met up with my dealer at 8 in the morning for a re-up. great customer service though.
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