you were crying because peter frampton wasnt your dad
every single one of us blacked out. we woke up the next morning and it was like the night never happened. IT'S STILL A MYSTERY
Apparently everytime he put me down to bed I escaped out the window, I faintly recall climbing into the canoe in the back yard, and air paddling.
If this herpes test comes back negative I'm asking out the doctor.
Pissing in la rieve gfox. Jer zsyuis diu drunk but it felt amazunbg
Dans le librearie ivetre. Hjhaha
Imagine if you could have something so delicious, like your taste buds went on LSD while eating a chocolate tiramisu. That's the opposite of what cum tastes like.
How did "late lunch" turn into 8 solid hours of drinking??? I feel like death.
Made a holiday JibJab of all my fucks. How's your night?
Or I could hide in your trunk so you can sneak out of putt putt for sex breaks
for some reason leaving your socks onmakes it less meaningful.
When you leave ur sleepover boy on ur front porch waiting for a cab bc work
Oh god. Charles just fell off the bar. Didn't spill his drink. He's come so far..
her nickname was handjob. I knew what i was getting into.
let your parents know i'm sorry i ran around the house pretending their metal detector was a "booze detector"
I guarantee you he will only fuck with old bitches from now on
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