I think she must be bulimic. I mean, every time I see her I know i want to throw up.
He just got home drunk. He ate 5 snack cakes, said Little Debbie's his bitch, went upstairs and fell asleep.
he laminated a picture of his dick.
Mm. I just want to eat pancakes off of his fine ass.
I'm pretty sure I did the Macarena with a gay guy while shot gunning a beer
I gather from Facebook you got drunk last night and took semi naked pictures of yourself?
A gay guy went down on me in the club bathroom and then fixed my makeup for me
its gonna be a great night
When we pulled over so you could pee, you made us stand over you and "make a roof"
I'm serenading his dick with my words. I understand how poets get inspiration now.
If he comes over I probably get to fuck him and if he doesn't I don't have to pay him the $60 I owe him for weed. It's a win-win situation.
he's so hot I'd consider breaking the whole, "till death do us part," agreement he's currently in
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
If by fun you mean, did I meet her cousin for the.first time and bang him, then yes it was a productive evening.
Yes, the maid of honor did just deep throat the mic during the toast. How do I follow that?
we went to the skate park then back to her house for dinner, and somehow that ended with her making me blueberry pancakes at 2am
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