He is an equal opportunity slut.
so it turns out, not only do the doormen judge the girls I bring home, but they rate them.
the pub in dfw airport has a countdown timer to st. pattys day, to the second, i like texas
This girl did not understand, once police sirens go on, road-head needs to STOP
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
Well for number 40 i would prefer to at least like the guy attached to the dick
And now I have fucked a local celebrity so double free drinks at bars.
It is officially Christmas time in Chicago. There's a drunk hobo on the CTA singing the first 2 lines of Frosty the Snowman over and over and over.
You are so lucky you didn't go back to Tate's house. They decided to figure out who had the biggest balls... I was the judge
First of all you're supposed to say "you're not fat". And second of all never ever deprive me of nachos.
Did you know there is a guy on the porch, wrapped in your snuggie, singing no woman no cry and drinking wine coolers?
The fact that it was "anything but a cup" now explains the cowboy boots and fishbowl aftermath at the apartment.
I keep track of what day of the week it is by my recent destinations on my nav system. \nRight now it's: booty call, bar, booty call, brunch, bar, church so that must mean we are getting close to Sunday when we start the rotation all over again.
Are you okay? You're not sitting at home on facebook. I'm worried about you.
Why are you barefoot at a strip club?
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