i have a reoccuring irrational fear i'm going to walk in on my dad masterbating. Night.
Olympics start in one day, that gives us 24hrs to think of gold medal worthy drinking games
found POGS while I was cleaning my room this morning. Definitely bringing them back to school to turn into a drinking game.
He took the lighter and said "this is how I give myself a bikini wax."
I actually kinda like her but everyone else hates her, so consider it a third party grudgefuck.
So we have also come to the conclusion that slam piece Saturday's are the appropriate follow ups to find a husband Fridays
Well going home with a Ralph Lauren model helped me get over him real fuckin' quick. Would recommend it for all women going through breakups
I've known you for the past two years. You never kid about biology or alcohol.
I made him an O's fan. One pic of my tits coming out of a Baltimore shirt and it was done.
Just had a threesome with a married couple.
Stop living my dream.
I have to hand it to her. In my heyday I took home the 'biggest shitshow of the night' award 9 times out of 10. But I passed the torch on to her last night, and she went skipping merrily far and away with it into the enchanted world of aggressive alcoholism. Is this 30?
90% sure I just opened a snapchat of you in a fuzzy bathrobe next to your ceiling collapsing
All I remember was you telling him there was something behind him so he would turn around and you could slide down his carpeted stairs on your belly without a shirt on. How's that carpet burn btw?
Turns out that fresh outta jail dick is quite something.
We’ve got a propane heater on our back porch if you want to come over and eat a McRib in peace
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