I was so drunk last night I wanted to download a Busta Rhymes album.
i blame lastnights decisions on friday the 13th
So after the reception we snuck back into the church for drunken hook up. we passed out there and woke up in time for 6am mass still dressed from the wedding. spiritually trashy or classy?
When we started taking double shots of vodka and chasing it with a lick of fruit roll-ups, I knew there'd be hell to pay in the morning.
He's 11. You dont draw dicks on 11 year olds, i dont care if he ate your lasagna
you are not perverted enough for this relationship to work out.
I have no idea what to do about this. He has a power over me and I think its called his tongue.
The main two things I remember from last night is you "spanking Katey into reality" and watching her barf in terror.
Cause your way of greeting people at the club was grabbing a tit and jiggling it while yelling a name, which usually wasn't theirs, and guys weren't safe either.
i woke up this morning and saw her in my bed and i said to myself, I think I might have a drinking problem.
The acoustics in my bra are fantastic.
I refuse to answer that question on the grounds that it may incriminate me
There is a fake eye lash glued to one of my balls.
He's giving me the absolute bare minimum amount of attention. Like whatever motherfucker, I've had like six super likes on tinder today
Want to come over and dangle your tits on top of me like a skewer?
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