I just am on my way home.. i had 3 and one startd crying and puking.. so they went home. one bitch fuckin ruined it for evryone.. u playin cards?
So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
For a day that started with shitting my pants, things turned out fairly well.
I'm pretty sure I saw a man standing on a table with no shirt on getting sugar thrown at him while "pour some sugar on me" blaring while the cops were in the house.
Use motel 8. I'll give you my credit card #. i'll pay for it cuz i care about your vagina.
I'm pretty sure that if I didn't have a gerbil with a shotgun in my uterus I would think i was knocked up cuz all I want is hot sauce
also, made a drinking game out of my birthday photos....drink everytime alcohol is in a photo. going through all 350 of them.
You kept running up to married couples, taking their pictures and begging for them not to get divorced
At least one of us had a weekend full of money and dick
The Universe is CLEARLY playing a bad joke on your sex life
Get off me. I'm done. I want a cookie.
party tonight. bring as many traffic cones as you can find. we need to section off the blackout drunks way better this time
you just have the mind of an innocent, non-tainted child.
YOU KNOW THAT'S BULLSHIT BECAUSE YOU'RE THE REASON IT'S BULLSHIT
You can't just drop that I might be walking into a foursome and leave it at that
I told him he looked like my uncle.
Why would you say that in a bathtub?
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