party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
69 is so not fun when his penis is sporting a 70s hairstyle
Apparently telling a group of crying girls that it looks like they need a visit from Dr. Phil isn't the best pickup line.
before you smothered your pizza in mayo you blotted it with a napkin saying you were trying to watch your fat intake
first off, his name is dougie. strike one.
Home. Barefoot. Drunk. Crying. Puked. Brushed teeth. Washed face. Dying. Need Cuddle.
My night ended with Em alternately crying and throwing up in the arms of a guy wearing a cutoff and a tiara. I sat holding a garbage can and wine glass full of water wondering how our night got to this point.
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
Be ready for a dog pile. On your head. With my ass.
It's been over a year since we've been get-so-drunk-you-throw-beer-cans-at-fat-girls-drunk together. That needs to change.
I've had sex to the movie Tommy Boy too many times to be acceptable.
so i woke up at six am and his bathroom was flooded. i think i fucked shit up in my sleep.
Lol yeah. Because I just woke him up to blow him for being hot.
At least your nickname is not Plunge Slut and that nickname is not in a published thesis work
She tried deep frying a banana by placing one, unpeeled, into a toaster.
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