we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
Yeah i'm definitely friends with drunk kyle, not sober kyle.
I love wearing low cut shirts cuz then when class gets boring, I can look down and admire my breasts.
I hope making "real" money at your "real" job is worth it because you totally missed beer and dorrito mac n cheese tuesday.
He referred to his cock as "The cock" like it was third party or something.
They're putting plan B in vending machines now. My life just got so much easier.
Yeah...don't think he was sober. He kept screaming "I fucking love this game!". It was his Chase app.
All I vaguely remember from last night is getting up on that nice mahogany table and debating about squirrel's rights
Of course I'll be there. I never miss an opportunity to smell like cigarettes, cheap beer, and shame.
Literally sitting on my bed in the dark trying not to throw up
You also once spent an entire hour explaining the origin of the strip steak to me.
I mean I could but due to my age and being a mother and all I feel it's poor judgment to give fellatio in a public establishment.
I opened the door, threw up on the street, wiped my mouth and flashed a thumbs up to all of the cars behind us and kept on driving
You hit your head and proceeded to fall in the floor, curl up in my lap and make me rock you like a small infant. I was beginning to worry until you started to sing "Rock me momma like a wagon wheel".
So what we learned was that it doesn't matter how skinny the stripper is, if she sits on your knee with a torn acl for two hours it's going to swell up
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