Do you ever look back at facebook pics and say, "are those really guys I had sex with?"
On the way home from Florida I threw up at the beginning border and ending border of 6 states. You win this year Spring Break.
do you really not remember him getting up at like 4am with a leaf blower running through the house and telling people to "WAKE THE FUCK UPPP"
we started the countdown to drunken sledding this weekend.
I have the slightest memory of swinging a bag full of condoms over my head...
Once he blows his load, he's more of an immediate flight risk than that jetBlue pilot. He's out the door before his cum is out of my vajayjay.
State dependent memory. I just needed to feel my teeth. It was like a fog was lifted.
It got quiet and we all stood around and opened the box and I've never seen so many burritos in my life man. it was fucking biblical.
YOU IS KIND. YOU IS SMART. YOU IS IMPORTANT. YOU IS CLEANING YOUR OWN VOMIT.
I understand why animals eat their young in the wild after watching your kid this afternoon
I woke up with a twisted ankle and was covered in lube. Not entirely sure what happened last night
When the stripper from this weekend is your cashier at Publix the next day ππ#pensacolaproblems
You can come over but I have to warn you that it is naked Sunday.
i just went to hell in the tanning bed. i think god is giving me a preview of what is in store if i keep getting drunk everyday.
Heβs got a big dick and a big ego. This could be fun
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