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I hope I'm pregnant just to spite you.
she pooed on me. she actually pooed on me.
I'm fucking him on the second date. I don't give a fuck what Patti Stanger says.
Dude I gave him a bj because he was upset about the NFL draft, if that doesn't lock it down, i don't know what does
I hope my margaritas pass through security.
this is a time for prayers...seriously
let us hold hands and pray.. sweet baby jesus please bring us some sweet sweet man loving this homecoming weekend to aid our lonely vaginas it has been a long couple of weeks amen.
..But I'm still alive. And thats the main thing
We ran out of ice cubes so I used ice cream. Everyone thought that was the plan all along. I just went with it.
We somehow managed to get the sumo-wrestler costume into the washing machine, but I don't think the cupcake icing completely came off... And it still smells like tequila.
Also got home. Still stoned. Mom was up. We made a pizza and were writing a children's book. Sleep good.
Tell me not to purchase 500 ball pit balls and a kiddy pool
No
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
That feels better than graduating college or that time I tried to ride a llama. Did you know they really spit?
Want to go home, so casually slip my underwear in his pocket. Never seen him grin so big and say goodbye to his friends.
This was like angel cum on the bread of life filled with the nectar of the gods
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