There's a show on bravo about fat people dancing. FAT PEOPLE. DANCING.
This is god's gift to the unemployed.
she's just sitting in a corner ripping all of the filters off her menthols
So someone hacked my email and facebook and posted a boob pic I took a few years ago as my profile picture. I feel like an MTV commercial.
I say that when we get our grades back we're making a drinking game out of it.
You compared your dick to a twizzler. In no way, shape, or form is that a turn on.
You were throwing ham at people telling them you were the sandwhich fairy
That's the kind of break up sex that keeps couples together. Damn.
HOW ARE YOU ALWAYS DRUNK? AND WHERE ARE TOU TRYING TO GO??
If you asked me 10 years ago where I thought I'd be today, I can pretty much guarantee I wouldn't have replied with "buying hemorrhoid cream on Bourbon St at 7am"
Just walk of shamed past a 5 year old on my way out of my booty call. He waved at me. Is this the single life I've been missing?
I can't relate, I like my boobs roaming free like a wild animal, and I occasionally let them devour small children
Please tell me you're not playing strip poker with your cousins again
he told me he didn't like my name so he was going to call me Casey instead
The only words we could get out of him as he stared catatonically into space were "Everyone I know and love is dead"
The weekend was a blur. There was vodka and penises and orgasms. I played a game of Cock Roulette and won big
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