we're blogging at a bar
We were tigers and tigers don't wear pants
i just carried on a conversation with my mother from another room mid-ejaculation. you would have done the same
My entire floor is waiting for the couple to come out of the shower. She's a screamer. We've blockaded them
Why am I getting the stink eye from these people? They're acting like BYOB isn't kosher in a laundromat.
It's like a mixture of two words
"town" and "Im too drunk to spell right now"
NC is no longer selling 190 proof Everclear. We are officially no longer the greatest state.
He was banging holes in the kitchen wall with pots. They tried to pull him away but only managed to pants him. He kept "drumming".
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
Im sitting on the exxon bathroom floor, idk if its healthy but it sure is cold
we were playing waterfall, then strip waterfall, then we were just listening to music, drinking, and slowly becoming more naked
I see the guy who's been trying to get me to let him eat my ass became engaged on Facebook today; would framed screen shots be an appropriate wedding present?
you said you were the change fairy and you kept throwing all of your quarters at me.
My boss walked into my office and gave me a toothbrush and tips for dealing with sex hair. She knows what’s up
No offense, but I don’t think I would want to see him in anything skimpier than a hazmat suit.
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