My entire life is one complicated drinking game
Awesome morning. I just met my boyfriend's wife, should I have shaken her hand or was the hug a tad over the top?
She told me to stuff her like a turkey. She actually yelled happy thanksgiving.
No, pictures of your dick will not make me feel better about my grandmother having a brain tumor.
I'm in the room..It's full of lost souls and sadness. I can taste the salt of their tears. This final might take a few freshman today..
Nobody is here, I still yelled for someone to make me some toast. That my dear is commitment to doing nothing.
I flossed his teeth and then we had sex in the bathroom. It just seemed like a good idea.
Btw, do you want me to fix this with a box of wine and a chick flick or is this more of a 'lets head to the strip club' problem? I'm just trying to analyze the emotional depth of the situation.
There must be a happy medium universe where you get it on with my girlfriend enough to cause me pain but not a full on cardiac arrest. It's a fine line to tread though.
I swear, when I turn 21 in four months, I'm going to carry a flask around with me, and make a drinking game out of everything.
Anyone who has court these next few days keep your head up & smile knowing we broke the County Record with 27 underage consumptions
I manage to fit my wine bottle in my koozie and the rest is history
There they were doing the deed on the beach, looked like two seagulls fighting over a chicken bone.
I just sent a dick pic to a number on Craigslist, this may be my new low
he's figured out my code; what are you doing = I haven't found a better dick yet
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