Letd wlk him
Lrtd walek hime
Lets wlk home,,,ther we go
You know it's time to leave Spain when you are back and forth between Skype and a Spanish dictionary trying to figure out out to say "I can still smell you on my skin."
i threw up on the blunt... he was pissed.
Going to eat lunch. Bunch of people in church clothes, and we are hungover, wearing pajamas, and in real danger of puking on the floor. We're about to destroy the ambience of this joint.
Gonna post on craigs list missed connections - "I was that really drunk bitch that threw up in your car. I'd like to pay for detailing"
I don't know at least half of his name. I have officially become a statistic.
It's okay, I climbed on the roof of the bar to get my shoe back. This may become a Saturday tradition. I'll keep you updated
Whatever. I indirectly made you cum overseas. Call it even.
He made me eat donuts off his dick. donuts, jen. DONUTS.
Then he rubbed shampoo all over my arm and shouted, "Garnier FUCK THIS."
Was considering going to moonshine but I think I'm just gonna stay home and drink beer because there is no law against partial nudity here.
So is it safe to say that my only objective from last night is to finish this entire jar of peanut butter?
Because I know nothing is hotter than ocean themed dick pics on SnapChat...
Yeah. I couldn't figure out why my toes hurt. Apparently, the guy I was dancing with, kept running them over with his wheelchair.
Considering I drank for you last night, do you mind picking up your half of the hangover
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