So my grandma sent me a doily for my birthday - don't ask why, I don't know. Anyways I put my bong on it, I think it actually classed up the joint.
but i got with him after midnight so its technically 2 days
His mom walked into the kitchen smiling, made a scotch on the rocks, hit my bong, and told us goodnight enthusiastically. He's suddenly more appealing to me.
By the end of the night i was making legitimate noises not just saying moo.
I am a terrible person. This is almost as bad as when I was going to see my ex while my boyfriend was at that funeral.
Kegger tonight. 10pm. $5 coverfor unlimited booze. Proceeds benefit nuns from Uganda. Bring friends. No shit.
My leg won't stop wagging. It's like it's congratulating my vagina.
Btw sorry for throwing that bag of ice at your face lastnight....
Sorry but i am wayy to hungover to take mom to her AA meeting.
Wont she be proud, Hailey.
Apparently he took me home and I pulled up my senior pictures on fbook and made him guess what I was thinking during each different pose.
I had to watch them play Salty Cracker. I have never seen a grown man cry with a boner before
We woke up in the room with a hamburger patty on the bed side table, one bun across the room, and the other bun under my pillow. Still don't know who ordered room service.
This is a sacred holiday in the land of the free! I do what I want!
Im sorry i offered the man at mcdonalds your hand in marriage in exchange for some french fries
You haven't lived until you have fucked while Fantasia is on
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