arguing about whether his trip to england or my trip on acid was better
I honestly get shocked all over again every time I pull his pants down. It's one of those feelings you never get tired of.
We pinky-swore to never fuck each other again.
I think you blew our chances when you yelled "YOU SLUTS COMING TO THE TITTIE BAR?" in their face
his extensive knowledge of the age of consent laws kinda scares me....
i think that after ALREADY drinking that much, the tube shots may have been a bad idea.. i mean afterall, i did wake up and find my cell phone IN the bonfire the next morning.
You had us pull over so you could pee, you proceeded to pee in some random persons front yard while yelling "im not ashamed"
It hurts to peel the glue off my chest and i keep finding glitter in my hair.
I just wanted to decorate you...
i refuse to be around anyone not wearing a sombrero...its cinco de mayo
Your mom won me $100 and you showed me your tits. Solid evening.
last night i reached the point where my boob implants paid for themselves in free drinks. to celebrate lets go out and get more free drinks tonite.
Another development in my life...I think I pulled a muscle in my neck from vomiting this weekend.
Sunday mornings are confusing. Like. I can't decide if I want to go for a run or start drinking
I ended up in th ER yelling my height weight and age
Just keep me informed about your plans. That way i can figure out places to go and if i need to shave my balls
Randomize
