it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
Where does it all go? I've busted inside of you like 10 times in the last week.
He was wearing his Class of 2007 shirt so I sat there for 5 minutes and read all the names of the guys I can remember giving head to.
I apologize for getting really drunk, taking off my shirt, bitching someone out, crying, and breaking something at your party next weekend...
The barista asked if I wanted my drink wet or dry, but all that came to mind was farts. You have ruined me.
The empty keg landed on my head. It's a good thing we already got shitfaced or i'd be a vegetable and the humor would be completely lost.
At least you got a round of applause for dancing like vanilla ice across the street and into the bar. Even as you were getting carded
Nhl reached an agreement. I plan on getting me some celebratory sex from a hockey player.
I will always make you feel special and slightly offended. That's my job.
The problem with having sex on the couch is that your blanket ends up in the laundry and you're left cold on the couch the next day.
Rob and I are cross faded and the only one taking care of us is a drunk person who's making us dance.
But you put your finger in my ass and the rest is history
I made my uber driver take a pit stop between clubs so we could restock on Xanax. #priorities
You wouldn't put pants on to see my parents.
Anytime he goes down on me i automatically think of you cheering me on. Your a good friend.
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