So I have to ask... did I meet your lumberjack expectations? I mean, minus the red flannel and all.
As a matter of fact my bong is named Hulkamania brother
Don't use my boy Weezy to support your whoreish tendencies.
yeh she's definitely getting a ham and plan b omelette in the morning
two more shots til everyone in this club gets to see my cesarean scars.
Tell your boyfriend I'm sorry for ruining his vein. I'm never drawing blood drunk again.
No, I'm in the bathroom trying to scrub off the 16 tally marks on my wrist so its not so obviously to the world that I puked on a couch last night.
Learned my lesson. Pink pantydroppers out of a beer bong=deceiving
Its like "fucckkkkk yooouuuuuu" is echoing up my esophagus
tequila?
yep
i'm calling it my monica lewinsky shirt now. may it live forever in infamy.
Meanwhile she's getting her law degree and I'm dropping Cool Ranch Doritos down my bra because I'm laying down eating on the couch
Don't send me nudes asking me to come fuck you on lunch break then send me a video of kids you're babysitting.
i woke up to a text from someone I put in my phone last night as "Giant Penis"
what did G.P. say?
oddly enough it was a dick pic
Video on mandys page of you drinking upside down was finally put up...too bad all the comments were about me and him fighting in the background while he screamed "BLOW BIG BETSY!'
She told me I’m a “stunt cock.” I’m okay with that
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