we made margaritas with slurpies from 7-11 and beer.
I woke up hungover and reached for a glass of water only to realize too late that it was vodka sprite with my splooge in it.
I guess we had a small kitchen fire somehow when we decided to bake fruitroll ups and croutons...
i ditched last period to have sex with him. i had to change into my skank clothes in the church parking lot. little kids were on the swings.
nothing about this is right.
Well, there are worse ways to make $50 at a gay club.
I'm not sure...it could be the pasta I ate from her sink, the dominoes, or just the alcohol. Or a wicked combination of all 3.
I think there was chlamydia in those woods.
well its a long story but basically i overcame many cockblocks
sooo I am sorta kinda using your name as my stripper stage name.
There's a Russian guy here. In the bar. Drinking vodka. Wearing a trench coat and a hat and a mustache. Idk where the confusion is.
when I said energy drinks I meant cocaine
It's 3:30pm, I've been out of bed for an hour and spent most of that barfing. We're switching to beer next debate.
It's like fucking tetris in this bed
I came home and my mom goes "why are you barefoot and where the hell are your shoes?" and I replied "I have French fries"
He was actually surprised when I poured myself a glass full of straight vodka. Clearly he doesn't know me as well as he thinks.
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