This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
tuesday night obama will do an address about the oil spill at 8... it'll only be about 15 minutes... but i think thats plenty of time for a drinking game. key words "oil" "bp" and "responsibility"?
Fuck yes. Let's make bingo cards.
I keep getting texted pictures of my husband with other men. I can't figure out if he wants a divorce or a threesome?
She agreed that we could have sex whenever I wanted and I could let someone else meet my mom.
I just saw a van full of amish parents and their kids. Those cheating mother fuckers!
She texted her brother about how much she loved his hot tub. He responded three days later that he wasn't aware he owned a hot tub.
I heard an explosion in the backyard. You told me you were playing "will it burn".
Drunk me wrote a bucket list last night. #4 is "hate fuck a childhood enemy". Can we make this happen?
Apparently I really was petting a bunny named lazarus in Jimmy Johns last night.
Do you think if 10 year old us knew that we would be passing out in a McDonalds after a hefty night of drinking, and 23 McChickens, they'd change anything?
If drinking had a "new high score" I think I hit it this weekend.
I was looking for a pen and I stumbled upon my mom's vibrator. On a related note, yes I will be going out tonight.
So the bar crawl I'm on is a "90s bar crawl" and I made the joke about a few overweight girls that "lack of concern for your weight is so 90s" it did not end well
just walked passed a black light...apparently he DID cum.
I can't decide which is the most disgusting: emily having sex on the stairwell of a frat, michelle shaving her vagina with a razor she found in a frat bathroom, or me getting fingered on the dance floor by some rando. opinions?
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