We succumbed to passion, and then he had to go meet his girlfriend. End of story.
I'd say this is worse than that time when I realized that my favorite bath toy growing up was my Mom's douche bottle.
I came home drunk to my night light on and a Hershey's bar on my bed. Mom knows me too well.
I remember convincing the limo driver to smoke with us and if he did I would name my first son after him.
going to a night class in lingerie so i can quickly go to his house after.
I drove two hours just to throw up on myself today at the beach. My family saw the whole thing and my younger cousin cried
Full contact beer pong was definitely not my best idea.
I spent ten minutes questioning her on what kind of cup she wanted... Then I asked what kind of water she wanted..
WOAH TOO HIGH
Even dream me is a champ at smoking weed
Let's be honest, I'm cooking chicken nuggets in my Helm jersey and underwear who has their life more together than me?
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that it may incriminate me
If I die here, tell my vagina and my cats that I'm sorry.
Your babysitter texted, wants me to pay with weed. I don't know where to get any & don't want to. Will she take cigarettes instead? Or um, cash? Like a person?
We need to stop smoking. I just ran into a glass door.
You know it's a good May 2-4 when it involves 14 straight hours of vodka slush and garlic bread
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