party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
so after he got his stomach pumped, he asked for a smoking room.
FUCK YOU CALIFORNIA. YOU DO NOTHING RIGHT. FIRST PROP 8 AND NOW THIS.
The last thing I remember is ordering two Martinis while yelling 'CAN YOU PUT THAT IN ONE GLASS?'
where are you?
talk to ya later, gotta sled down these stairs real quick
I'm still pretty drunk right now, but when this hangover hits me, I'm going to be super pissed. It's a preemptive never drinking again.
At least is you came to Milwaukee to visit me you'd get the best mind blowing sex of your life and free wifi. Who doesn't want free wifi!
I have suspicion of morning wood.
How are you unsure as to the current state of your penis?
IM NOT TALKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU MAKE A PROCLAMATION YOU LOVE ME MORE THAN TACOS
OMG -- There are strippers in the bathroom crying because their power moves aren't good enough to win the competition
Excuse you? I'm an asshole at least 90% of the time. Get it right.
Look, his dick is so good at being a dick that it makes me see God. And I don't even believe in God.
you know my pussy doesn't know between good and evil
don't think less of me for this, but i'm pretty sure he did a line off my boob last night.
His sisters are going to have a heyday finding all those condoms in their bunk beds.
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