I'm pretty sure that every show on ABC Family could be turned into a drinking game.
I woke up in my own vomit, a chunk of cactus in my thigh, shirtless, with jons mom poking at me with a glass of dr pepper and a talk about god....damn alcohol
we were holding hands throwing up into the same garbage can; if thats not true love i dont know what is .
He told me that he wishes our relationship was more like prison: less touching, more butt sex.
my financial goal is to have my cable back before football season starts
Land Before Time marathon. we drink every time littlefoot almost eats a treestar.
He's going to let me keep his bowl in my car. Does that make us Facebook official?
Straight guys just can't stay away. My penis must have pheromones or something.
He put my hand on his penis and said welcome home.
If we could give a gymnastic score to drunken nights, I would be a part of the Fab Five.
And I'm only telling you that because I really wanted to use 'my boyfriend' and 'dick biscuit' in the same sentence.
You know you're doing college wrong when you have to bail your RA out of jail
One day i'll wow you with artfully trimmed pubes.
hitting rock bottom is getting taziki in your hair & simply putting it in a bun instead of actually dealing with it, just like your problems
Regardless I WANT TO BE YOUR SEX DISPENSARY. that is like the career I was born for.
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