i think i have reached a jessica simpson level of regret
i just made a list of the people i have slept with. is it bad that some of them are just either names of the places i met them or the color of the shirts?
i also rounded the number up for good measure. i am sure there are a few i have forgotten about.
billy ray cyrus is narrating a show on the history channel. my iq cant decide whether to go up or down.
i dont care if i have to wear a pillow case, there will be an open bar at my wedding
Soo I have a handle of 100 proof captain, cupcakes, and nothing to get up for in the morning.. This blizzard is shaping up to be a great night.
But why is there no point in liking him? Does he have herpes? Is he married? Is he gay? Did he get his penis chopped off in a freak accident? If the answer is no to all of the above, then he is fair game
Good news. Isn't krabs. Bad news. Not sure what it is. Worse news. Encouraged not to fuck till known. Great news getting laid tonight
I'm sneaking you alcohol into a hospital. This either says love or "we have a problem"
yea, there's something about a stripper whipping you with your own belt that makes you think
I found him passed out against a dryer in the girls washroom, in front of an old woman was trying to figure out how to dry her hands.
That boy needs some memories to take back home with him
we somehow managed to fit a llama, a stripper pole and a hayride all into the same day.
Why is there a chocalet milkshake outside our front door?
Alcohol
I made him dress me after we fucked. He put me in TMNT pants and then told me I looked hot.
He stopped me in the middle of a blow job to call his grandma for her birthday.
At least he has family values.
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