google image searching george stephanopoulos at 1 AM on a saturday night...once again
Thats the last time I go out drinking with my Irish friends. Two shots of flaming sambucca = bar on fire. I was only trying to high five the barman.
She's making her own pesto again. Cooking spaghetti in the microwave and "frying" vegetables in the toaster oven. All this while wearing the yellow rubber gloves and saying that the pesto has feelings like a real person. Im terrified.
She went off on a twilight/new moon tangent before we even got back to my room. i had to jump the ship and pretended to pass out on the sidewalk.
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
i dont feel like going...you don't know how much work goes into getting my whore on
If him repeating sorry while thrusting isn't makeup sex than I don't know what else is
Don't ever tell me I'm a bad friend. I woke up at 7 this morning to drive your mistake home because you wouldn't get up.
Just saw a drunk guy clapping and cheering for a chipmunk climbing up a tree. Classic
You fought the bouncer and lost, then challenged a hobo to a 40 chugging contest and lost. Sobriety is a good life choice.
it looks like my getting laid tonight is going to depend on my knowledge of native birds. this is a weird party
Oh okay well are you handling the "just sex part" like a professional hooker like I taught you?
i still can't believe he got laid by going to the bar and handing out "cuddle buddy" application forms
Will you remind me I changed my hotspot phone password to fuckyouprivilegedwhitedude
Why are you barefoot at a strip club?
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