arkansas has a gas station called kum and go....story of my life
yay, now i'm not the only homewrecker.
yeah but i stopped sleeping with him after i found out he was married.
you ran down to the water at 3am and rolled in the sand and ran around screaming that you were the corn dog monster.
I think misery doesn't even think of me as company anymore. I'm an unofficial roommate.
the last 2 times weve had drunk sex ive had to get the morning after pill.. he's turning into a real expensive fuck buddy.
any interest in drunk sledding later? if not, any interest in driving me to the hospital later?
Not sure why I sent you a picture of a black bear last night but it seemed like a good idea at the time.
If there was a saddle on his sack, she would ride it.
I feel like I got hit by a truck. Or a baby dinosaur. One of them ran over my body and then stuck me in a blender of fire and storm clouds
Should I take my grandma to a keg tomorrow or not? Serious question
I don't like sad things. I do like drinking though
When the strippers start dancing to Christmas songs it's time to get the fuck out!
The part where he comes over and ignores you isn't what makes me mad about that story... It's the fact that he ate your tacos, AND THEN proceeded to ignore you. That's cold hearted.
I HAVE TOO MICH DICK TALKING TO ME IDK WHAT TO DO.
Santi's no longer allowed to buy booze in my lane. Last thing I need is a midlife crisis looking at his Id again.
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