ok so the lil girl sitting behind u was picking the hairs off ur sisters back and putting them in her mouth
we left the bar for like 10 minutes last night and moved his car so it wouldnt get towed. neither of us have a clue where it is right now.
so we had a 20 minute conversation and created the fb page WWND (what would Nana do?) last night after we took our Ambien...that is my definition of an overachiever
Oddly enough when I decided to stop whoreing myself out... I lost most of my companionship.
Mattress luging...It's a long story.
I just had a 30 minute fake cell phone conversation with myself just to avoid hooking up with the drunk guy next to me. its like an art form.
I didn't think it was possible, but that girl next door is even louder when drunk.
What kind of a birthday party isn't a get drunk and ruin everything party
Every part of me is in agreement...but mostly my vagina
She bent over while grinding on me on the dance floor and her thong straps were hanging out, I thought it was a good idea to grab the straps with both hands and pretend to be riding in Santa's sleigh...not my brightest moment.
I just saw my 7th grade teacher at the club. We had a pretty good talk over drinks. Turns out we both like dancing on tables.
They have beer where we have blood.
KY in my mouth and throat does not a party make.
I never thought I'd be complaining about having sex 4 times a day, but here we are...
Just got high with dad
Correction: more high. He's sharing gummy bears with me.
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