I like it. Barfy the gin-flavoured Assman
Just spent the rest of my time at that bar trying to keep a probs underage closet gay from touching my kitten to prove he still likes girls.
i wouldnt be suprised if in indian your name meant "walking lie"
Remeber, hes got nothing better to offer you than drunk words and hairy balls.
everyone who works at gamestop is basically destined to live with their parents for the rest of their lives... so i said no.
We were squawking at each other for over an hour like chickens. Literally. Never touching the stuff again and never again showing my face at that Denny's.
I'm making you a bingo card for hookups of the school year 2011-12 so you can make even worse life decisions next year
If we worried less about pouring champagne down stripper crack, we probably wouldn't skip so many meals.
They sat me on college avenue with a puke bucket and people were mistakenly throwing change in it. Got me enough money take a cab back to my apartment.
life lesson #151: dont let people go batshit crazy and stab you in the knee
i will live by this rule
But lunch with my dad really just means an hour and a half of him telling me how he's disappointed and how he knows I'm on drugs
My diet fell off the wagon when I began texting the pizza delivery guy my location on frat row.
Idk. The bad part of me thinks it's a good idea. The bad part is also the stupid part.
A lady played my boobs as if they were drums. It's been that kinda night.
I never thought I'd be on my couch watching Star Trek, getting my tits rubbed while crying.
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