yeah my walk of shame consisted of driving on the wrong side of the road at 6am still drunk with cum drying in my hair and left eye.
she was trying to give me a handjob in biology class while we were learning about the penis.
She fell down the stairs and hit her head on the concrete. Then she stood up, flashed us and stumbled away. I forgot to get her number..
Its official. Girls from Indiana do not give rim jobs.
You grinded and hooked up with a middle aged tiger woods look-a-like with manboobs. Tequila isn't for you.
Its not the fact that i woke up wearing a tutu that bugs me its the fact that i have 75 photos of me wearing a tutu on facebook
I just found a video of you asking to be a whale with me.
He's in the hospital yelling at his brother to at least have stuck something "normal" up his ass.
Again?
I got drunk enough that when camel suggested jumping off the pier, I thought it was a fantastic plan. Also my blood hurts.
The last thing I remember was riding in a grocery cart with two strangers while a cop pushed us
I was just hotboxing under my sheets and I got lost on the way out.
It was so scary.
Both of us came out of our rooms at the same time in boxers and sat on the couch. No words were spoken.
Did you survive the Atlanta roadway snowpocalypse?
All the bars are closed. Might as well be dead.
Me: 10% human, 90% poor drunken life choices.
He complimented the perfect handprints you left on each of my ass cheeks.Thanks.
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