I thought you should know that you passed out in your trash can last night.
Thanks for throwing up on me.
I think about you every night.
I'm sorry.
only if we run a train.
done.
Just set a new record on Need For Speed at the arcade. Had to enter Tiger Woods as the name.
so this was truly a case of the blacked out leading the blacked out.
we found you in the closet, clutching coats that werent yours for stability
Nothing says "I forgive you for puking on me during sex" like a Facebook add the next morning...
No. I want to vom filet mignon and ziti bits everywhere and my body feels like I ran a cock triathalon. I feel less triumphant and more like death.
I'm resourceful. I forgot we don't have coca cola so now I'm drinking Jack & Dew or Mountain Daniels. Also, I haven't decided on an official name yet for this drink. I'm leaning toward Jack & Dew
Do you think if 10 year old us knew that we would be passing out in a McDonalds after a hefty night of drinking, and 23 McChickens, they'd change anything?
I have bite marks all over my ass. Is that an acceptable excuse for missing class?
He said his fantasy involved both of us fucking while stuffed into the same overalls
I know where his drugs are but not my pants
I missed you last night. I'm sure he will never forget the night i sang my heart will go on into his penis like a microphone
Although, she is an extremely cool person. She put the "buddy" in "fuck buddy." And I mean that in the most respectful way possible.
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