we dont know what were doing after yet. first up we have 90 beers and a party kit and fun hats.
My shirt is ruined. If I ever get the idea of doing a tequila shot through my nose ever again, shoot me.
I may have to steal the boat sober, but I feel that would be harder to explain.
The milf did the body paint, come to the bar
All I could think about while he was going down on me was that his moustache reminded me that I want to try something new with my pubic hair.
eating jello out of the cup. with my face. while on the toilet. i am at my lowest.
I just shaved my "bikini area" into a fucking pizza slice
reason #1 why i should never live alone: i haven't put pants on since she left 26 hours ago. and ive made spaghetti 3 times.
You were silly, high, and chewing on things.
On another note; I'm three days away from being 1/12th of my way from not having sex for a year. I need to get laid.
Like what? And no, shrooms cannot be party favors.
Florida is balancing how much this place sucks with how many vodkas you can have to cope in order to still be allowed on the plane to leave
I told him we can’t see each other today because absence makes the heart grow fonder but mostly I just need to rest my vag
I call bullshit
Call it what ever you want I just need to figure out how to get permanent marker off my cock
So who has the penis shaped party tray? You or your mom?
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