I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Right when I walked into the party my boyfriend stood up and yelled, "HEY TITS, GET ME A BEER!"
i hope this doesn't spoil anything but there are vikings and it is awesome
well she hit her head and had a concussion. i had to make out with her to keep her awake.
I blacked out before two in the afternoon yesterday. Now that's a successful birthday.
Bonus points if the penis has a little hat too
Texas State Troopers call you ma'am even when they arrest you for public nudity and after you've puked on their cruiser. Country boys raised right.
Oh and no more ball pics to my family. Got in a little trouble over that. They have no sense of humor.
I went eBay shopping last night. Turns out I brought a Viking drinking horn. I can't even be mad.
A man in a black on black escalade pulled up next to me, and told me he was sent to pick me up by you.
His name is Tyreece. He will take you to the weed emporium, population me.
We were getting fries and you hopped the counter and yelled "WELCOME TO GOOD BURGER HOME OF THE GOOD BURGER" and threw up
Let's FaceTime each other while we shotgun beers
good news: i got laid. bad news: by your boyfriend
ill give you some hints: blood, carnival, fog machine, happy meal.
Dude why is my bed and bedding wrapped in bubble wrap?
Cuz u wanted to insure u had a safe sleep
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