I drank gravy. I actually drank gravy. This is heaven.
all i remember is stealing his cheesepuffs and shaving my vagina in the hotel lobby
I have a page in my 2010 scrapbook dedicated to pictures of his cock.
I woke up and blew hamburger out my nose. That kinda night.
Everyone knows relationships are a winter sport
You should never talk to him again. Unless its you knocking on the door and punching his dick.
Uuh, dude you came running out of the bar screaming you didn't want to hear that song, ran face first into a truck, spun around 3 times and hit the sidewalk. I tried to catch you.
I'm wearing a real bra and real shoes. I look like a fucking lady.
Shes 18 and still has a curfew. it was great. didnt have to worry about her still being here in the morning.
Then she looked me straight in the eyes and asked me if I missed my foreskin. Weirdest conversation ever.
FYI: Brian said he left me in the bathroom Friday night to shower and 45 minutes later found me with a towel around my head, my pants on and holding my boobs. No more Jell-O shots for me.
Hooked up with a guy that looked like Dean Thomas. Mediocre at best, but I stopped myself from calling him Dean in bed. So I got that going for me.
Oh my god the guy at DQ just gave me the number 69 and winked at me
His 89 y/o father walked in on us. Judging by the gasp/moan, I don't think the 1920s prepared him to see another dude inside his son.
youll appreciate my drinking habit one day...
Randomize
