Yeah I guess I was Pocahontus. If she were a trifling drunk who hung out in her undies, with possible brain damage.
And then she proceeded to fling her bra around while screaming the rocket power theme song, still managing to not fall off the skateboard
so apparently i worked out for over an hour last night. drinking is the only way i will ever get anything done
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
I have some memory of taking a dump in a guitar case.
He just came into the room wearing nothing but a Speed Racer helmet. I think he just invented a fetish.
Hne relally is a cite oerfect gome. Nes awddddddddooooome.
she wants to wait til the kids are asleep so im just shotgunning the parents beers in the pillow fort. I love fucking babysitters
I would think I was a stalker too if I wasn't myself
Just saw a girl duct tape a cigarette back together..I feel like my life is shambles for being present for this
I really appreciate you zipping up my pants at the bar. You didn't even ruin my Bermuda triangle.
Zip lining have a big frozedn drink with 151 rum chippendale pic life is GREAT
Okay. So I've done lines off a bible. But that's just for the sake of being cliché.
Sex in a hot air balloon, top that one!
at that point, I wouldn't blame you because I'd be so ashamed I couldnt even have sex with myself.
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