I left the party when things started to get crazy... and when I say crazy I mean: there was puke on the carpet, Evan was passed out behind a plant, Mary was making out with her ex while her present bf was making out with Nancy. Not to mention that someone fisted the wall. Also - someone is sleeping on your lawn - they might be dead, I didn't check. Later.
i just woke up in the hallway. not my hallway. i officially raise my hand to be DD next week.
good news. it is gonna rain tomorrow so now I don't have to pay to clean the puke off the side of your car.
Your excuse of not making us Mac and cheese was that you couldn't find 6 cups of water...
You are the worst kind of disappointment. The responsible kind.
I know how to say Yes, No, and Your Mother's Vagina. So almost fluent.
BTW I totally understand panda express being popular amongst the highs. I can feel the shrimp being slaughtered in my mouth. It's fantastic.
Bryan's allergic to that cheap detergent, so he's been naked for three days. But we're all used to it now, so the party is still on.
I walk in and my roomie is fucking her bf while wearing lingerie and minnie mouse ears. Right in the childhood.
This stupid maranara sauce stain sucks. It keeps distracting me and it looks like I'm staring at my tits.
i have never been so sexually frustrated as I am right now. I feel like dying...is death an option?
It was a good hour of moans, penis compliments, smacks, and what sounded like someone running in flip flops
Tell me why i'm looking through my medical records and the last thing it said about my labor was 'vagina was explored'!?
Everythings in imax form. Space oddessys are formed. Adventure at every moment and everything is epic. My mouth hass lemons. Yum.
She squirted. We were both surprised. I'm that good.
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