I like how she turned her beer into a wet t-shirt contest
I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
my resolution for 2011 is to fuck him whenever he wants it. this year I'm going above and beyond the call of booty.
You're going to have to tell him your name isn't Ivor McTruckson eventually.
He kept moaning America instead of Erica while fucking me.
I should just black out in my front yard again- that was a great nights sleep.
Oh god. I finally realized why the coked out Stevie wonder was explaining the concept of movember to the McDonalds clerk. Drunk me didn't process that another month comes after Halloween... It's apparently November.
We used a snorkel as a funnel. Can you say desperate?
Oh Julie took your pants off last night, I put your pajama bottoms on, and Rachel took your bra off. It takes a village.
If I wasn't stoned and knee deep in cheese and crackers I'd help.
One of those days. Also, your pants are now in my protective custody.
I'm going to reward myself for having sex with coffee and a breakfast burrito.
He said that he had extra crunchy taquitos and wanted to go down on me.. I mean how could I say no?
I just walked by a dude at the gym covering himself in olive oil.
I am officially in a love triangle with my celebrity crush
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