A relator touring our house this week saw the picture in our bathroom of steven passed out, yellow faced, with BALLS on his forehead, and had to ask "if that kid was alive or dead".
Im not spending 10 to get hit on by potential transexuals even if they are cuter than most of the girls I dated.
I caught him trying to shit in her bed. I asked him why he was doing it and he said "because it's wrong."
I think I need to donate blood to see if I have Hepatitis. Again.
You'd be surprised at the stuff my vagina tells my brain to say
I am just going to stick my boobs out and hope for the best
Reunion weekend was a success. Had 3 ex's inside my vag. Hat trick!
I'm gonna rob all up in that cradle
The strip club incident sums up our friendship pretty well
So again no comment on the cleavage. I'm a bit disappointed. If those girls come together to make cleavage AND I send you a pic of it, you have to comment on it. That's like relationship 101.
Nobody knows who they are, but they have an ice luge so they are welcome in my book
Went as "Party on, Wayne." And left as, "Partied out Wayne in a foot boot with new medical bills." Fuck Halloween...and vodka.
I just slammed a bottle of white wine before I came to Whole Foods so basically I'm just training to be a middle aged white woman.
Never go to your parents' super bowl party. I learned, in great detail, "Why Aunt Trisha is a hoe" Not enough beer on the eastern seaboard.
Whose the chick running for dorm president promising bigger dicks and softer toilet paper? That’s who I m voting for
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