There is no point in being painfully greyhound thin if you are then going to dress like it's raining in 1992.
When you gave me the first bj i thought 'yep, this girl is going to do great things with her life'
The last thing I remember is him grabbing my ass and telling me he knew where the jello shots were, so I followed him.
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
ur not supposed to find someone to make out with when ur bf takes u to his SISTERS house to hang out with her and her husband
you took the tequila shot and then procceded to eat the lime..we told you to spit it out but you just straight face kept chomping
Just had a heart to heart with my John Belushi poster.
I almost bumped into a man wrapped only in a blanket at 10 am
He told her Jesus wouldnt yell curse or degrade her. He'd just simply shake his head and slap the shit out of her
Apparently "I have the beer shits" isn't the excuse my boss wanted to hear. So sue me
Ok so last thing I remember was hugging a cop while vomiting
It happened to me once. But i washed off in a duck pond and walked home naked.
I have a sixth sense for large penises and lack of morals
Just threw up in the trash can at my desk. I guess "beating the hangover" eventually leads to this.
hotelroom bed is big enough to masturbate in, but small enough to not want to sleep in it after you've masturbated in it
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