First off: I'm drunk so fuck you. Second: you weren't a bad girlfriend. Tres: thats 3 in spanish. Number 4: fuck 3 Doors Down
Whatever. They have the same name, so it's not even cheating. It's brand loyalty.
you busted in the room, ripped the covers off of us, ... and fist pumped
He was so bad, he was dry humping me and his dick was nowhere close to my vagina.
Once again there IS no outside bathroom. Never has been, that is the balcony
I ended up in a shower with 9 people and a bunch of unopened beer last night. I think I got peed on. Hands were everywhere. We sold the peed on beer to people knocking on the hotel room door.
Wow, now I'm sad I didn't go.
This morning is cloudy with a high chance of vomiting all over the dentist. Stay tuned for further updates.
I jerked him off and then punched him in the face for no reason. Typical evening drinking Sailor Jerry's.
Hey if there is a better reason to go drink then "I've been fucking robbed!" I have yet to hear one. Also, I've been fucking robbed.
Plans for halloween need to outrank Caesar, Cleopatra and Mark Antony's threesome...just saying
Only Tommy would bring a stripper pole to a bonfire
Dude. I don't even want cuddles. I just want an acknowledgement that I just had balls in my mouth.
you were on a whole other level. you went home with him because he said "you got some light ass eyes"
I got copblocked.
What?
Cockblocked. By a cop. Copblocked.
So hypothetically speaking.. say someone dropped their birth control pill in a hot bowl of soup, and it possibly disintegrated.. would it be just as useful?
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