And to think..we used to do everything sober...
This dude. Just lost. A finger. He asked us for tape.
Yes, that was ME getting carried out of the club singing 'i believe i can fly'
Its all fun and games until someone grabs the electrical fence.
Here's a tip. Don't party with someone that needs sexual attention. Drinking and sexual attention don't mesh well in the morning. Especially over a bowl of Cheerios.
Her boyfriend caught us fucking and said "cool you're cheating too" and left.
You live a charmed life.
I don't save the phone numbers of guys I don't like. That way it's a surprise when a random number texts me and tells me I have great tits.
It probably would have happened but I just can't picture myself losing my virginity while laying on top of his Quiksilver duvet set.
At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if he laughs at all of our attempts to keep him sober.
She took me into the bathroom and force fed me a panini, it was pretty good.
My concern for you and peanut butter is the reason I am still awake.
Fucked him in a graveyard. Need plan b.
Why is it pressure? I want to see your cute face and possibly sit on it. You make it like its a bad thing.
But the real reason your aunt is drunk crying is because she has already had four margs and went for a 5th and someone is trying to stop her
Once again I let my vagina make the decisions...that and vodka :(
Randomize
