I'm pregaming with America's Best Dance Crew.
Do a shot everytime Lil' Mama mispronounces a word.
that's almost as bad as that time i almost ashed in a baby carriage
drinking out of a sandbucket again
We made the pizza boy do Jell-o shots with us. He didn't even deliver to our house, we just called him over from the neighbors
i left because you were standing at the top of the stairs throwing shot glasses and bottles full of alcohol at me and yelling JAGERBOMBS
When I get home we should play "let's see how many Christmas movies we can watch before we start having sex."
But here's the wonderful thing about us. It's us. You could invite me over, get really wasted and end up sleeping with someone else and id be there in the morning to take you to breakfast.
Go big or go home. Or get a live in house boy you met 7 years ago and feel like you have unfullfilled potential. You know, the usual
Yeah no problem. What are blow job angels for anyways
I'm gonna celebrate Valentines day by watching Bob Ross videos and tripping balls.
i'm licking honey sensually off my arm while alone in my room. what has my life come to
Maybe if you would fuck your boss you would get string cheese too
The girls said some drunk guy in footie pajamas was asking for me when they opened the doors. I thought we agreed you were gonna stay home and microwave me some bacon.
I seriously just rolled a joint on my high school diploma. I feel like I've come so far.
It was only a blow job in his car. It's the same as giving a friend a back rub.
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