real busy. everything is packed. thats why we ended up at the strip club
I'm pretty sure we've had sex a bunch more times than we've hugged. So hugs are weird when they happen.
There's a big hole in the wall at the dining hall. I hope we didn't do
3 things. 1. is this real life 2. my liver hates me 3. keg race tonight
He just dragged himself across the floor on his back claiming to be "the swiffer" help
she used teeth so i didnt tell her when i was cumming ...........dont get mad get even
I don't know how I'm going to know it's her, I only know what she looks like with a wig on
SHE COULD ALREADY BE HERE AND I WOULDN'T EVEN KNOW
Which I'm also surprisingly fine with. If he walked into the bedroom naked, holding a fish in one hand and a lit candle in the other and said "Let's get fucking weird." I'd probably go with it. He's just that hot.
I mean, two foreign guys have drunkenly confessed their love for her, so she's clearly doing something right.
I let that bitch know in no uncertain terms I was taking the coke dealer in the breakup
No it was good. I serenaded the holding cell occupants with a fabulous rendition of Making Love out of Nothing at all. It was fucking amazing!
Have you ever just woke up in the morning and felt pregnant
Well the term Party is used loosely in this situation. Since it will just be mom wine drunk and us eating chips with multiple dips.
2017 is gonna be explosive... Already watching fireworks out the window while shit my brains out. Happy Ew Year
Btw I puked in your glovebox
Randomize
