I am good. I dancing. Drinking but dancing fine.
just tell him i said nine months
THE PICTURE OF PEPPERMINT MOCHA MADE ME WANT TO TOUCH MYSELF
yeah. pants. i need to put pants on. i didn't do that last night. big mistake
She took a picture of me when she thought I was sleeping. I don't know whether to be amused or scared.
I was still in a towel. We hadn't even started drinking yet and the champagne bottle dropped and exploded literally up into my vagina.
I had to drink a couple beers this morning so I could attend the keg race. Hangover had to dissipate or it wasn't happening.
I kept calling him escargot instead of Estaban..I don't think that was the wisest choice.
He actually offered up a silent prayer thanking God for my "tremendous ass." You tell me how my night is going.
Went outside and he was playing rock paper scissors with a cop over a drunk in public ticket.
You know what id love more than anything right now? ..a back rub while eating biscuits and gravy
That moment when I wear the same thing I did to a motel nooner to my family's Christmas party... Ho Hoety Ho bitches
well, you know. whores of a feather.
Thanks for listening. You're the first guy I've ever worked with who I didn't want to fuck.
My roommate just yelled at me for coughing. I'd like to yell at her for doing lines off our counter last night.
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