You really coming over, don't trick.
you really need to stop walk of shaming home from theme parties.
Spencer Pratt, I WILL beat the shit out of you someday, I Promise
We played shuffleboard at the bar last night...another sign we are getting tooooo old.
Just found puke on my backpack while sitting in class. It's like this weekend won't leave me alone.
I don't think the car's salesman understands that I am about to vomit on him.
I also have a full keg. I'm thinking about crashing a party, they can't get mad if I bring a keg of beer.
We need to go to the store an get depends. I really don't want to be bothered with the bathroom this weekend.
we found you in the kitchen at five am trying to make a vodka omelette. you said you didn't want to live in a world where your two favourite things couldn't be together.
Competitive oral. I'm always telling girls they are only the fourth, maybe third, best blowjob I've had. They go back down with something to prove.
There was a slutty maid costume on the floor when I woke up, but the house was trashed. Either she's been fired or got promoted, I'm not sure which.
This girl invited us back on the promise of weed and strudel...she delivered neither.
It all started with sending him a text about Spongebob. It escalated from there.
I stepped in puke last night then washed it off my shoe with beer. Is there a grace period to respect before wearing them to class?
The guy I slept with in AZ just called and is moving here next week.
Randomize
