Um, that's called prostitution
Not if I leave it on the nightstand, then it's called cab money
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
Her vagina felt like a horse was eating an apple out of my hand..
you were stumbling around in your attic looking for all your swim team medals because you wanted to "feel like a champion."
i just had to use the keg as a stool to reach the margarita maker. i'm such a problem solver.
were lost, were cold and we don't know what to do with the stray cat we found.
Who topped off the "random beer mix" beer bong with a pinch of pepper?? All you could taste was busch and pepper...
Sounds like sex on a twister board.
An idea that is both hilarious and intriguing...
Sometimes you get drunk and fall out of a car. I never said it was glamorous.
Dude. Her vagina is a blender.
Dude, on the way home the cab driver asked why you didn't bring a guy home and referred to you as "one night stand girl"
My genitals don't want beer. They want to not feel like they wandered into a hornet's nest.
He handcuffed himself to the keg... D is hooking up with him anyway.
Right in the middle of our simultaneous orgasms, he shouted "HAPPY NEW YEAR" ruining the intimacy
His face will be in my vagina later so I'm willing to forgive.
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