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He finally told me that he's married. I guess it doesn't really matter.
well i was about to unbutton his pants but then i realized they had an elastic waste-band, so no, that didnt happen
He's paying me $45 to clean his room and $55 if i find the oxy that he lost.
dude your girlfriend is running naked down the hall with a raw chicken taped to her stomach saying this is what I'll look like pregnant...run far far away
the table of underagers at this wedding were seated 10ft from the open bar. currently 30 open containers on the table for 5 people. dinner hasn't even been served yet.
working out is totally making me break out.. i'm doomed to forever be either a butterface or a butterbod. there is no way out.
There's nothing I can say to make me pepper spraying you any better
He's taking me to Burger King to celebrate losing my virginity..
I mean, I'm all about sharing, but when he tells me about his wet dreams about Oprah, I think it's taking it too far.
Fell down a spiral staircase. Et tu vodka. Et tu.
It's such a good feeling to send those "I'm not in jail" texts on Sunday morning
Your drinking has interfered with your drinking. I bet you could get a scholarship to a rehab. Thats pro-level
i hope youre ready for a shit show because we just ordered a whole pitcher of red headed sluts
Life just isn't the same without him waking me up at 4 in the afternoon with a look of pity on his face...
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
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