He tipped the stripper with quarters. After that not even the waitress would talk to us. I had to move to another table to get a lapdance
btw im making up a story about these stitches..... i think a hockey stick to the face sounds better then i fell up the stairs
Sunday is a myth, I refuse to believe that I waste an entire day unable to function after a night of drinking.
I don't know what kind of soup they made, but it smells like condoms.
It's just weird. It's like Big Bird dating Meg Griffin.
I made a side by side comparison of her Facebook pic and the chick on the anti meth billboards. Plus a ven diagram showing mostly shared physical attributes. I sent u the PowerPoint. You were sufficiently warned.
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
Relaxed was like phase 1 of this phase 7 high
Trying to decide who to DD on the fourth and I came up with a Who's who of guys I've hooked up with in the last month. Not an ideal situation, but I have a feeling it's gonna happen anyway.
I wanna fuck that hideous moustache right off your face. get the confetti ready for the festivities
Come get your pancakes and take a nap in my boobs.
I'm not into beards but apparently my vagina is.
Is it totally terrible that I just signed up for classes and already found the guy I'm going to bang??
and you fell through a lawn chair
I just found a baklava I forgot I got last night so we can call it a day
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