Gte hit a new low, I took a poopnap, passed out mid poop on the toilet.
her boobs were like sundried tomatoes..
he was walking around the bar drinking wild turkey and gobbling simultaneously
I'm gonna play a drinking game called "Sarah takes the train"
so when i dont talk to her she talks to herself...idk whats worse
You're barking up the wrong lesbian.
Some guy dressed like Santa just handed me a bottle of tequila. I NEVER WANT TO LEAVE CANCUN
I can't talk to her. I know entirely too much about her genitals to hold a conversation without mentioning them.
She is larger then a hippo. You could cut her open in the middle of a blizzard and crawl in like Luke skywalker. Throw a couch and a tv in there and you're set
bad news.. campus security walked me home last night and when i tried to tell them where i lived they assured me they knew where our house was.
I guess she fell asleep at the strip club and the other one was crying because she had a vagina in her face. Happy 21st!
Really though. It's your life, live it how you want
And I do mostly. Which is why I'm now drunk in my room writing erotica
Jamie's fucking a senior citizen and I'm eating chips and salsa in the shower at 2am, so whatever you're doing it can't be worse.
I'm not going out, it's sweat pants and gallon vodka night at my place and I'm the only one on the guest list.
This is because you lost at fooseball isn't it?
They think I fractured my spine while doing your cousin on concrete.
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