So at this point...I'm sure you heard the story about Saturday night
This is one of those situations that make me think to myself "what life decision did I make to get here"
How many bratwuest were you able to fit in your mouth at one time? It's me, Hans.
You went around chanting "dinosaur period" and drinking tomato soup from the can.
There comes a time where you just have to sit back and watch the drunken idiots pee on each other
The more and more I drink I keep rationalizing banging eye patch girl
Went to a wedding reception last night, came home with a Christmas tree and the rest of the keg
My New Years Resolution is to get everyone to start talking like a 40 year old douchebag. From now on, you will only refer to me as Chief.
Sneaking the vodka in was the easy part.. listening to medley of puking in the porta pottys was not
People who don't like drugs and guac are not people I chose to associate with
She drunkenly dropped her ranch for her pizza. She tried to clean it up with her hands off the street then realized it didn't work and started licking her fingers.
listen. i haven't sucked a dick in well over three years but i believe in myself.
she said she doesn't remember seeing me at all last night. ...I was with her for six hours, there's no way she could have been blackout the whole time
Btw, how did you break into my room, and why did you decide that covering the mushrooms with a blanket was more secure than a lock on my door?
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
Randomize