Nope, Im Irish and pissed with some drunk mixed in...therefore punching things is the best solution to every problem.
I'm such a slut...i kept having sex with him after he called me his ex gf's name. I just felt like i deserved something out of it too.
I was pretty stoned. I thought I needed a seatbelt at the restaurant.
Hey, my drug test is at 4:15 tomorrow. I'll meet you 5 minutes later.
He kept yelling "osteoporosis" and threw milk at her because she broke her arm.
what the fuck a piece of candy corn just came out of her nose
Just hit a cone using a lit sparkler. Tastes like I might die but it was magical.
I come back home for break and my room is full of weed either my parents really love me or they are having more fun then I am in college
One day we'll be rich enough to go to rehab. Until then, fuck it.
Apparently fireball doesn't mix well with my no carb diet
So we decided we're going to stop having sex...except for tonight. And probably tomorrow.
You were more fun when you didn't have morals.
Just whisper "I fucked your boyfriend" in her ear and be done with it.
You took one look at him and said "let's hope I don't remember this tomorrow" then you took another shot and chased it with a beer.. I guess it was a success.
I accidentally sent my mom a nude picture of my ass... she replied with how did you get that angle ?
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