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If I ever start a band I'm gonna name it "Nancy Reagan's Vagina"
After work we went home to fool around. Turns out he had sawdust under his foreskin. I'm never going down on him again.
So he sent me a text that said "say hi to your vajayjay for me"
Was there any message he wanted you to relay to your asshole?
Facebook is used to stalk your friends, Twitter is used to stalk celebritie=s, and Myspace is used to stalk underaged girls. Everything else is porn. T=he Internet in a nutshell.
It's refreshing to see you in something that is stained with something other than vomit and spilled alcohol.
Naturally, I just peed all over the floor. Two guys in front of me looked at me, but i just shrugged. They won't remember either.
Well he's not a stripper, so we're already doing better than my last date.
He grabbed every salt shaker in the apartment and we haven't seen him since. He really really doesn't want to shovel snow anymore.
I'm afraid to text her because most of the time she just replies with "cockblock."
Never visiting again. You guys drink like immortals
obviously he wasnt ready for this jelly and you can quote me on that
When the shrooms kicked in we both simultaneously realized we were not the right puzzle piece for the dubstep puzzle.
We made eye contact and were like we are not welcome here, the ravers are onto us and we need to get the fuck out before we get shuffled upon
You sent me a picture of you holding a goat then asked me if I would have day sex
She showed up in lingerie and a turtle backpack full of bacardi. I think its love.
Can we pretty pretty please go to Mardi Gras tomorrow? I promise I'll be a good girl and not puke in a pledges car
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