1:12am: That's just how i roll, and this dress she is wearing is dirty and needs to get pulled over her head.
you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
We all just poured out a sip of our drinks for you. One for our pussy whipped homie.
I couldnt find her vag and just started laughing uncontrollably. She was not pleased. Neither was i.
the only difference between me and a prostitute was that i complained a lot more.
you left with a lisa lampanelli lookalike... i hope she was atleast funny
I wish I could google chicago male strippers on my work computer but I don't feel like talking to HR today
No. I still stand by my previous statement that nachos and tequila is the breakfast of champions.
No, I'm never going to get a job bc I don't know anything about public relations except that Chris Crocker wants everyone to leave Britney alone.
Reggie can tackle my bush.
He just texted me from the outside of the hospital. He called the fat broad in the bar mrs snuffleupagus about 60 times and she broke a bottle of blackberry brandy over his head.
You made a glowstick headband with a helium balloon tied around it and climbed a tree in high heels. I was impressed.
Also I feel I should tell you last night when I came home I fell into my laundry hamper and woke up in a pile of my clothes
I am the worst person to have nipple rings I'm hanging ornaments off of then and sending everyone a tits the season to be jolly
If me saying "come f***k me now" is talking, then yes.
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