Everything went well, until I walked into his bedroom and there was a Ronald Reagan poster watching over his bed - creepy
it was terrible. i could've done a better job by myself.
i love my job...i have craft hour at my desk w twizzlers
can u grab me a application
Just so you know, I have a bf.
I guess as long as you bring single girls over and cook cannolis you will still be useful.
He says he's "masters drunk." And if that's anything like "kentucky derby drunk" I know enough to not go over there.
I'm in the library if you wanna come give me library head.
It's like being the highest you've ever been, then doing about 20 shots, and chasing them with lines of coke. All while laying on the surface of the sun.
Yea. I couldn't get a job in fast food but I can teach Americas youth. The future looks great
I wonder when walk of shame thursdays in the rain will finally make me stop drinking.
It got messy; I did a shot of seamonkeys.
Im wearing a bra. Made of paint.
I found a video of us drunkenly yelling "we wanna be the Pope" as we passed around the blunt
Let's drink tonight I promise I'll make it out of the house
I remember walking into a bathroom stall that had a couple fucking in it and giving them a condom and a thumbs up and then leaving
if i had an alexa it would be saying “have sex with guys that don’t care about you”
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