I'm worried someone is gonna take a black light to my work computer. But the connection is faster here.
They want to listen to Lady Gaga while they puke.
Fuck him tonight for the both of us. We're still tag-teaming in spirit.
he threw up on me, hugged my legged and then started laughing. when i asked him why, he said "it's like the sour patch kids commercials."
running the faucet water is not hiding the sound of you vomiting. fyi.
After three games of beer pong ending in victory by death cup, all four of us bonded in the fact that we all slept with the girl's boyfriend at some point in time in the past year. She had no idea.
I don't remember much, but my night is dated pre-Jaeger and post-Jaeger. Also, my boss may or may not have tucked me in.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
how exactly do you say, "i only agreed to meet you for breakfast because i thought we could go to your place and fuck afterwards."
I'm making him come over again tonight. I don't know how long this thing will last so I want to spend as much time with his dick as possible.
I threw a hotdog at the security guard and called the bartender "goodlooking for a 35 year old who was rode hard and put away wet"... I would have kicked me out too
I have this vague feeling that I was involved in a dance off with a homeless man?
it was weird going down on him. His picture of Jesus was staring at me the entire time...
His wife isn’t coming to the wedding! I’ve got 48 hours to home wreck him. Gotta go, I have to shave my vajayjay and buy some really slutty underwear. Love you!
Her hand jobs are magic. They smell like vanilla and awesomeness. She made me forget how to walk
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