I just saw fred flintstone in my fruity pebbles!
what drugs are you on?
none, cept for the pain medication i got prescribed by the doc: it said 2 pills every 3 hours, but I took 6 cuz i'll be away from home later
And that's when he stuck his finger up his own ass to prove it would feel good...
I want to say that being forced to stare at the 'no.1 boyfriend' collage behind his head ruined the sex but it just didn't.
we were sitting in the bathtub when she came in with her grandpas cane adn beat us until lindsay passed out
No it's cool, He's been doing my English papers in exchange for lap dances since the eleventh grade. We're very professional.
If you wondered to yourself today, "did Sarah break her bathing suit strap and flash a pool full of children," the answer is yes.
No really tho I'm wearing a chucky cheese shirt and yoga pants. If that doesn't scream no sex idk what does
crossing my fingers that hitting golf balls off my pourch was a dream and not something that actaculy happened
all i remember is walking in on u shitting and crying listening to shawty get loose. its safe to say this break up has taken a toll on u
I made him an O's fan. One pic of my tits coming out of a Baltimore shirt and it was done.
Going to the beach. Greeting Sandy with a blunt. Wish us luck!
Just found my socks folded and in the back pocket of my jeans. Apparently drunk me refuses to lose shit after the panties incident over New Years.
did you just take a shot to penises and friendship?
I smell like a brewery and I have been drinking for 7 hours. This seems like a perfect time to tell my husband I want a divorce.
It began the way the best stories do—with some naïve jackasses in a place they had no business being at.
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