To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
I just realized that when I walk away people probably say "wow she really has a drinking problem" and sadly it doesn't bother me.
I have no idea who these bands are he's listening to. If his current playlist was a pandora station, however, it would be titled "music for closet cock gobblers"
The guy at the liquor store just checked my id and said "oh it's you"
My hispanic family watching the world cup is getting too intense for me. a lit candle was just thrown at me because i walked by the tv.
Oh, I'm sorry. I'd rather be "doable" than "the fat chick"
"lets watch the sunrise" turned into "lets have sex on the roof at six thirty in the morning"
You came in as I got off work, ordered us jack and cokes. Put them on my tab, and then proceeded to fall asleep on the bar.
I wish! That ended in 2001 when we all got collectively band from the Settle Inn. As a group we are also band from social events at the zoo. It's impressive really.
I'm not trying to be dramatic but if someone makes you choose between getting a Brazilian or dying. For the sake of your sanity just fucking die
He's going to be my graduation present to myself.
The second time he came it projectile shot in my ear
We were in a spooning position and it shot all the way up. He was like sorry. Physics.
Just blew a guy who had the same phone case as me. It was destiny.
Congrats! Its a fuck boy!
shots, cocks, socks. bingo
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