We hit a deer, sort of a buzz kill. But it's fine.
The last thing I remeber was convincing you to hide in the fridge, and then taking everything out and you not fitting.
She wants her shit back. Clearly she missed the cheaters-get-their-shit-ritually-burned clause.
well judging by the amount of dired blood around my nipple rings i'm gonna assume it was a good night
He was rocking just a diaper, shoes, and a gun. Sadly, I would still hit it.
He barged in the room with no shirt on, all fucking ripped with a half keg under one arm. Sara now calls him Bronan the Beerbarian
Is "I am going to murder you if you keep sending me requests that I cannot fulfill" unprofesh?
i mean i'm drinking free wine with lesbians and listening to sinead oconnor so i'm not sure who won that breakup
Is it possible to sluttify a hobbit costume? Cause if so, this will be my biggest accomplishment.
The last time I saw you, you were giving the stripper a lap dance.
Dude, you fell into a tree, and both of the tables, AND the window well... Resilient aren't you?
We lost. I'mma go home and drink more and do a face mask and wonder why it is that god put me on this Earth to suffer
And pointless. I'm fully vested in all my calories coming from booze today. The salad just fucks that shit up
all i'm saying is don't blame me if your purses are filled with whoppers
are we talking malt balls or BK?
the raccoons are back...
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