I'm pretty sure that every show on ABC Family could be turned into a drinking game.
i realized that the internet ruins the joy of a father passing down playboys to his son
def just vomited mimosa in the gym trashcan. i weigh less already so i say its been a solid workout.
I've grown up since last year. I don't give blow jobs as birthday presents anymore.
No. No, there is no forgiveness for this. The only way I'm forgiving you for this is if you somehow convince your sister to have sex with me. In her car.
I don't have any swimsuits that don't show off the weird handprint bruises on my hips. Do you have a onepiece I can borrow?
Need your help. He's locked himself in the bathroom with his bong and his childhood collection of Goosebumps books.
Why do you think it's a no-pants party?
Invite says "dress to impress". Her fault for leaving it open to interpretation.
S.O.S. he's talking about horses and breast feeding.
Because of my cut offs, my brother is convinced I fucked a girl so hard she forgot to take her pants. Fairly accurate.
My mom comes home from her weekend with her lesbian co-workers and asks "You wanna know how I got these bruises?" I've never been more torn about anything EVER.
Immediately after sex he layed on the floor and acted like my yellow bra was pac man
11% beer and firearms, what could possibly go wrong?
I couldn't figure out what was more important, finishing the shot or putting out the fire on my leg.
i told you i was taking the Metra Train, and you asked what type of drug that was.. so yes i believe you when you say you were fucked up
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