party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
so when I got there he was dressed as jesus in a recliner drinking whiskey out of the bottle watching spanish porn. Then kept shouting dont judge me or ill judge you. we didn't even go to a halloween party.
I don't think a check that has "thx for the drugs" on the note is really gonna fly.
his grandma walked in on us. twice. and he was truly fucking surprised when i put my pants back on.
i'm gonna start fucking more girls with asthma. help feed my ego.
I am definitely the only sober one on this train. And the only one not wearing a business suit. Wow, Monday Korea.
You are right. The scrape marks on her ass are from her breaking the doggy door by crawling through it.
I heard an explosion in the backyard. You told me you were playing "will it burn".
A reason for us to be drunk all week National Singles Week
If you've never yelled, "fuck you ray Lewis" in front of your 87 year old grandfather you haven't lived
I heard them banging and it sounded like he was trying to stuff a fucking coconut into her
the only joy I get out of her anymore is hitting on her friends and ignoring her. it's chaos for them. like shaking a slutty ant farm
Im part way to drunk.
She bruised my penis again. But, trooper I am we kept on going.
I don't care. It's wine Wednesday get your gameface on.
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