Then we started crawling around on the floor because we couldn't get up so decided to be tigers instead. Gotta love power hour.
Then all the boys were saying that they were amazed at how much i could smoke...i'm so proud of myself
I love you, but you should know I'll always ditch you for weed.
well apperantly i passed out on the stairs shouting "victory".
the cops were hovering over him then shinned a flashlight to the floor above ours, then I realized that some fucker jumped from the third story.
fuck our hall.
I actually took a sword out of your hands. You were samurai slashing lemons to make chasers.
He ran into the room yelling "attack! Attack!", jumped on top of me on the air mattress, popped the air mattress, and then we had victory sex, because he was proud of popping it.
I'm truly not mad that he's at a strip club, it's that he couldn't look far enough into the future to figure out how to get himself home from one
So I'll be starting a scrapbook from all the mugshots of the guys I've slept with
And they're not making a turkey. My cousin was "hoping to shoot a bird this week"
I just don't understand why your parents aren't supporting your dreams of being a medieval weapon smith.
I volunteer to be the person who breaks into the room and runs around naked and has to be escorted out by police.
It shouldn't be this hard to find someone who you haven't blown.
So he has moved up to a stage 5 clinger...Surprised he didn't try to lure you into bed with tacos, like he did last time
Yeah... akward. I don't want a round 2
Do you think in an oreo forest they would have rivers of milk?
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