let me put it this way. im never saying "join in or get out" again unless i know whos in the room.
dont you remember the bouncer yelling at you while you were trying to piss?
no. why was the bouncer in the bathroom?
he wasn't. neither were you.
I want to spend time with you, and by time, I mean real time. Not your dick in my mouth time.
His bootycalls folder in his contacts are divided into regions, we should have all become airline pilots.
She just threw the soap bottle at me from the ladie's room and keeps asking me when we left the bar and got on the boat.
I don't think everyone found it as funny as I did... Nothing says "Party's Over" like the sound of a pump action shotgun.
Drinking vodka in the bathtub.... If I don't make it, I thank you for your magical parts
8:30 every morning in the third floor bathroom we fuck in the handicap stall. You have your morning workout and I have mine.
It's been so long that I've occasionally forgotten I own a vagina
I walked into the bathroom of the hotel and she's in the bath tub with a guy she met a day ago. They were sharing a shrimp cocktail platter and shot gunning bud lights. Oh and it was noon.
I only had ten dollars. So leave it to Katie to somehow makeout with the bartender, on his shift mind you, and get free drinks.
THANKS BE TO BLACK BABY JESUS IN HIS LITTLE GOLDEN DIAPER FOR BLESSING ME WITH NOT PREGNANT
He left a full handprint on my ass. He called it a "five-star review."
How do you know i dont look like i got attacked by a weedwacker on bath salts?
Omg I got up from his bed and almost did a header into the wall because I came so many times I forgot how to walk.
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