Getting food. Want anything?
Vagina. Double meat no buns. I have the secret sauce
she calls it her "sourpuss" because everyone makes that face when they see it.
She's got an ass you could write the declaration of independence on in one line. Takes up three bar stools.
So what if i'm late to spanish tomorrow. who the hell cares. i don't even speak spanish.
Laurln. I am dying. I am npt alive. Adderrall is not a real thing. Death is a rwal thing which I understandably
couldn't find my pants so i stole a pair of shorts from the passed out kid in the corner.
Unless you're gonna start buying my underwear, you have got to stop ripping it off of me.
IDK DUDE BUT HE TIED IT WITH A SHOELACE SO I GOTTA FREE SHOELACE OUTTA THE DEAL. THIS GIVES A NEW MEANING TO LACED DRUGS
I woke up with the Dorothy costume at my ankles, both sparkly red shoes on, and clutching ToTo....we're not in Kansas anymore, dude
alll i remember is comming back downstairs, his pants were off and he was aplauding me
My lighter is stuck in my beard.
Don't worry I sent a creepy stalker message to a guy I slept with 6 years ago, Sunday Funday rock bottom
last night we watched this really loud chick try and pick up this smoking french guy who's english was sooo bad. she finally pointed at her beer and then her vagine
gross
like you've never done an interperative dance for sex, please
You just kept yelling GET YOUR SKATES ON, BITCHES. WE'RE GOING STREAKING.
It was like he was 23 all over again. Madness. I. was. so. scared.
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