im in a kiddie pool, high, with a keg in arms reach. If i had a sandwich and a blowjob this would be the best day ever
I've blown a few things in my day
the last thing i remember is unlocking the door. its like i was literally opening the door to my blackout
it's official, i know exactly what cross streets we're at by the bumps when i give him road head
I actually want to hang out with her with our clothes on. That's a big step up for me.
#1 lesson to be learned from mardi gras this year: lock your car doors or some grimy dude like me might just bang in it and use your backseat as a kleenex
Apparently, we were running around the apartment, singing into pickles, the routinely slapped our passed out friends with them.
I'm also 3/4 on the frats. Its like my goal of traveling to all 7 continents, but different somehow and a lot less morally sound.
Be careful. Don't drive if your body turns into a caterpillar again.
I would ask what did you do but I feel like who did you do is probably more appropriate
She has an inverted nipple. She told to play with the normal one until the other one pops up.
Woke up behind one of the fraternity brothers houses in the grass wearing a guinness hat and aviators hugging a 30 rack box with a zonie on my chest next to a campfire.
When I say "is it a bad idea to do Mollie before an 8hr shift tomorrow?" I dont want to hear the truth I want to hear you encouraging my bad decisions
i am rolling on molly so fucking hard i want to do 300 cartwheels
I'm eating cookie dough with a tongue depressor for lunch.
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