You weren't a difficult drunk to take care of. I just had to stop you from plunging the toilet once or twice.
Don't know how I even got in. I pulled my id out and threw it at the bouncer, and he just picked it up, checked it, and let me in.
You three are like the Bermuda Triangle for morals.
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
So basically he tried to get out of the car and crawl on the highway with the broken leg because he didn't want to go to the hospital. It was not a good time...then we got pizza though.
What did you give her? She's trying to tape her wrists so her hands don't fall off.
I will give you all my nachos to make this happen
He is stood at the top of the stairs nursing the stolen cat
you were making out with a guy that looked like Fat Albert, I kicked you in the vagina but you didn't stop
Its like her house is inhabited by 50 year old lesbian water color artists with a throw pillow fetish
WHAT HAS MY LIFE COME TO I'M MAKING A SCARF FOR A PENIS
But truly, sorry about your empty vagina
Thanks boo.
Tacos and sex are way better than any anti depressant pill ever was. I think I made a medical discovery here.
My hangover headache is somewhere in the Harry Potter scar neighborhood. I can now empathize with that poor bastard.
My Mini-Van Handjob Milf is leaving the company. I need to find a new job. I can’t handle this place without those handjobs
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