So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Remember that one time i smeared period blood on your face?
I hate you
nothing like walking down the street with a garbage bag of puke trying to find a dumpster
He tried to write down the address for the cab on half a bagel.
When you start quoting save the last dance you need to stop drinking
Also, I threw up on the playground again. I've honestly had more fun there this past summer than I did in my entire childhood.
the lesbians just got naked and went into the ocean... this never happened when i was a camper.
Hey in a lighter note I also nutted in that cheerleader too if she got prego there would have been a team reunion on Maury
We went rollerblading down high street singing "Free Falling"in ketchup and mustard costumes. A car full of guys drove by and yelled out their window "Need a hot dog with that?!" Naturally, we woke up at their apartment.
I'm so confused as to where the sexual euphemisms end and the drinking starts
He is getting married. In the time it took for this conversation he probably cheated on her three times
I'm pretty sure the Jahovah's witness only came to our door because the front says "Twerk Or Treat"
party tonight. bring as many traffic cones as you can find. we need to section off the blackout drunks way better this time
We had sex and I never took my mets hat off... I feel like Duda knows and approves.
I'm going to need to invest in some knee pads if I keep having nights like tonight
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