normally i'm against accepting campers on facebook but this one saw me giving head to another counselor and didn't say shit about it to my boss so i feel like shes earned the right to look at my sloppy drunk pictures
Whenever I said your name you screamed polo and did another shot.
Just spent 3 hours on the Mcdonalds website. I don't know what to do with myself now that college is over.
I know we had a good night last night because his turtle was half asleep chewing on the used condom.
Supposedly i was taking multiple birth control pills while screaming dot judge me. Never going back
Wackin it to the USA womens soccer team. My own personal way of saying job well done.
PS August 29 of last year was when you ran over my foot. Facebook just reminded me.
He cheated on me in real life. I can cheat at words with friends.
Seriously, come get him. He's not even a person anymore. He's a loud, drunk, cock-blocking wrecking ball.
I hate being near you and not being able to do what I want. It's like a recovering alcoholic tending bar. I feel like Sam Malone. Except I can't bang the cute chick I work with.
Then you bent down and whispered, "excuse me mr. Stair, could you please stop moving?"
Everyone thinks it's an okay idea now until I'm overdoing it on the vodka/clubs, dancing on a table, trying to make out with the groom.
I lost my pants last night, she told me I walked into their room after leaving 5 minutes before wearing my thong.....and no pants. I have absolutely no idea where I left them.
Also what’s the official rule on washing one guy’s jizz off my back before I go out with another guy? That I should?
So if he doesn't show up do we eat his birthday cake? Because I'm stoned and wrestling is on. What's the proper protocol
Randomize
