answer the phone. i thought i was eating cheese but it was butter. i ate a lot of it.
I'm still not walking right. We need some boundaries for "drink-or-dare"...
...i'd have to set their sheets on fire.
so, she was so drunk she tried stabbing me with a corn dog stick
I feel like as your wife, as cool with your decision-making skills as I usually am, there should be a bigger explanation to you adopting a child while I'm in Houston.
Ryan got so drunk he gave a hobo $20 and I had to zip tie him to the bed so he doesn't out stupid himself
i need to un-sleep with a few of those brothers before we ever go back to that house again. i'm serious. i will not be a fraternity groupie.
You were drunk enough to sled down a highway off ramp in your pajamas….
Below this exterior of ice is a layer of cum. Followed by a pool of gin. More cum. Then, finally a heart.
Me and Jason had to grab your legs and arms and drag you in the house. You kept screaming "leave me for dead"
not ubering you a puppy
is that a dick in a sweater?
I know you're having some issues right now but can we focus on the gangbang?
And somehow i feel like your expectations will turn out to be illegal in some way.
Well when we Get drunk it gets rowdy. We could always attempt self-control. But historically and statistically speaking, we fail at that.
Randomize
