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Hey, kurt drew a penis on you and wrote my innotals. I had nothing to do a/ that.
we couldnt find her phone in the morning so i called it and found it under the bed. my name came up as 'regret'
I just put anything in between my legs and hope for the best.
So what does a sober person do in Vegas on a Friday night?
If I remember taking any of my finals after tomorrow night, it will not have been a successful night.
That weatherman I hooked up with is on TV again
when it says do not use on the face or genital areas, it MEANS do not use on the face or genital areas.
im shotgunning beers in the kitchen. alone. the cat is judging me.
I threw up sweet potatoes. Worst thing to throw up ever. They came back mashed.
I'm expecting you to come by soon and a magical night of sex and floating on clouds to follow.
Her fortune said that she will soon be free. She's taking her bra off at the table.
dude she got out of bed and definitely took a shit then checked her stomach out in the mirror and whispered "well that probably took off five pounds"
I just found out that I slept with Kate Gosselin's publicist back in June . Brb I have to wash myself endlessly.
Looked for my lighter in the console and found more tampons. Seriously. You're like a squirrel prepping for a hard winter. A menstruating squirrel.
The packers need to win more often, Andrew keeps drunk calling me and confessing his undying love for me in between puking and taking more shots.
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