It was one of those "since we're naked anyway" type situations
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
It can't be good... The last recollection I have is singing lullabys to his penis
soo how bad was i last night?
licking sour cream off of the table at pancheros bad.
I'm tired of stuffing my fat into a slutty costume. Next year let's go as homeless girls. Cute ones. In leggings with camel toe.
I have got to stop singing on voicemails. I just left my dad a 6 minute musical message.
Update: it wasn't just our driver. This ticket confirms that the Royal Oak PD also found our behavior on the party bus to be "Lewd and Indecent."
I am so hung over a medically induced coma is beginning to sound appealing.
I need like a hormone stopper. Or a chastity belt. Or like a lady business alarm that goes off when I'm being too drunk.
I have a boner and a quesadilla why aren't you here
I'm hiding in a cabinet. I'm going to stay here.
What happened after I vommed in your shirt that I was wearing and threw it out the window on the highway?
She was yelling at the tater tots, "In five minutes, you're going in my mouth!"
Never has jello made me angry to the point of drinking. But here I am.
I smell like cotton candy and guilt.
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