on of the only things i remember was the security guard told me i was too drunk for laser tag.
Listening to her yell about my drinking problem is not helping my hangover.
I don't think you seem to understand this concept. WHEN A GAY GUY HANDS YOU A DAIQUIRI, YOU DRINK IT.
He started doing the gator chop at my vag and said he couldn't wait to "chomp" on it later...and I still slept with him. I hate gainesville.
well this is gonna sound really bad but we were fooling around on sandra's electrical wheelchair
And on that day, Satan said; "Let there be the friend zone and let us get fucking high." while Jesus silently cried in the background.
Well for number 40 i would prefer to at least like the guy attached to the dick
crossing my fingers that hitting golf balls off my pourch was a dream and not something that actaculy happened
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE SCIENTIFIC REASONING BEHIND WHY I STARTED A HAREM ESPECIALLY NOT FROM A GUY IN THE HAREM!
Yeah, first date. First take a pic of him to circulate around for your friends and than have him fill out a short penis questionnaire. Seems completely legit to me.
last thing I remember is yelling 'sit on my face' through a traffic cone
I was so fucked up last night that I peed on his FATHER'S BED and fell asleep there. and yes. his father was asleep in the bed
You blacked out at 9:30 and insisted on sleeping in the hallway after you chugged an entire pitcher of beer. I guess the Jell-O shots were stronger than we thought...
Just because you have put things in my vagina does not mean you know me
I think I should write my liver a thank you note. If it had my work ethic, I would be dead now.
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