Holy cold harsh reality of sobriety batman
sometimes i wish i had a whole other life to spend on youtube
The only pictures he has from one of the biggest football weekends is an album titled "I miss my dog" filled with tons of pictures of his dog and him. This relationship must end.
It's when I'm in my pajamas and in need of a gin delivery that I miss NYC most of all.
he walked down the highway for 3 miles at 4 am, and got me coffee on the way. i dont think a blow job would have been enough.
thats the 2nd threesome ive been accused of this week
I like to think of it as a lesbian feast.
The walk home from the bar is FAR more shameful in daylight.
He's probably hung over. I sure as hell am. I want to pop out my eyeballs with a fork and soak them in cold water
Poking every semi-decent guy on Facebook in the hopes that one of them will want to hook up with me tonight. So far all i've accomplished is 5 new poke wars which i will most certainly continue after this weekend.
The pool of urine in the trash can signifies both a regretful yet successful night.
I caught a glimpse of his penis. I can only imagine what your mom's vagina goes through because of that penis
Would I do it again? Probably not but still,I don't regret a single ratchet thing I've done in college.
My ex-wife, who I haven't heard from since the divorce, just Amazoned me cherry flavored massage oil and a rainbow caps with the message "Happy Pride". What's the polite response?
You were in the back of the cop car and told the cop to ask me if I got laid. Youre a dedicated wingman.
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