Joe is yelling at the trees again.
i just looked at the calendar to see when spring break is and literally stopped eating
My face is bruised from laying on the concrete. NO MORE VODKA!
Playing a game in life called "how far can I make a man travel for a booty call"
I'm not sure...it could be the pasta I ate from her sink, the dominoes, or just the alcohol. Or a wicked combination of all 3.
yeah we were the ones eating jello shots out of the back of a jeep in the bar parking lot
I was stumbling so much, men walking behind us were shouting "don't hit the pole! don't hit the pole!" whenever I was near a telephone pole.
So not the biggest tits he had his cock between. He could have lied.
I've now spilled wine and got poptarts all over my cast. So much for my doc taking me seriously...
Yeah no problem. What are blow job angels for anyways
He is currently passed out on his toilet. Point day drinking.
I told him I was on my period but he says "I'm a doctor, you think I can't handle blood?" And just went for it. Jackpot
We always have to do something together that tests the human limits of the body. Hopefully it has at least a 75% death rate.
where are you?
two trains and a bus walk of shame. so not worth it.
it is time to test the effects of half a loaf of bread and overconfidence on the human body
Randomize
