Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
Ross. Joey. Chandler. Who would you do?
I farted on Jack's balls last night. He got pissed and walked away cause he knew it was on purpose. I couldn't hold it in anymore.
She's helping me study for the final by writing the vocab words all over her body.
just because you are in college doesnt mean its okay to pregame easter mass.
This kind of poor decision making requires a real cup, not a mason jar.
You're probably reading this when you wake up from your "nap" in the front yard. Maybe next week you should go to class, and not start Thirsty Thursday at 9:30 in the morning.
If Dave says he's going to have sex with her, he's going to fuck her retarded and turn her crazy. So run.
I ate 12 cupcakes in less than 24 hours, so no judgement here.
Could we try to replay the decision making process whereby only you and I bought and drank a keg this weekend? Because there were some fundamental flaws!
I have no idea why my husband is mad that I came home at 4 am & all I want to do is eat spaghettios. It's not fucking spaghettios fault.
We made a pact to go to the nursing home together... that way we could stay high till the bitter end. Do you not remember?
I did coke with the Royal Navy last night. God save the queen.
Are you seriously getting this frustrated over a hand-job right now?
I woke up and there is a small Irish man playing call of duty in my room. Discuss.
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