you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
Drunk man just did a hand stand, fell over, knocked over a whole table of desserts, and didnt lose his cowboy hat. winner.
im sorry but you know it was a good night when you got tasered on the ass and didnt even feel it
I want "hickeys on my ass" sex
that was THE gayest party i've ever been to
To be fair, the theme was Cabaret. I don't know what you were expecting.
In honor of today being Sunday I am day drinking and watching Grey's Anatomy all day. ALL DAY.
him crossdressing on the weekends is awkward but not a deal breaker for me.
He handcuffed himself to the keg... D is hooking up with him anyway.
i can't even hate his new girlfriend cuz she survived a fucking brain tumor. like that's just not fair.
I had a spiritual reading tonight and my dead grandmother called me a whore.
I feel like I might be the only person I know who eats bundles of radishes in-between orgasms from their vibrator.
I don't care how hot he is. I will not strip for him to country music.
This time tomorrow I will be drunk and in a voodoo shop
I think that living in the "now" is the worst fucking ghandi buddha whatever advice bc that means I'm just gonna get drunk in the now.
He's the douchy one who wouldn't let me rip his shirt off, right?
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