And as you crawled into the bathroom last night you repeatedly said "I know the routine".
alright she left, finally time to fart up the room
some drunk bitch driving a golf cart ran over the live band... its bad.
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
You told them that the brownies were safe, and then pointed to a passed out Ryan and said "see?"
I'm currently sitting on the floor of a hostel reception area taking swigs of straight vodka, singing with people whose English doesn't go far beyond Lion King songs. I thought you might appreciate it.
he was cumming and all I could think about was the pathway of sperm the in penis. thanks a lot nursing
The only alcohol in the house was a bottle of Sherry. It's like cough syrup that I shotgunned off Strawberry Shortcake's ass.
Let's get weird.
It's 10 am...
I'm assuming that means you're not busy...
WE SHOULD MAKE A WORKOUT ROUTINE CALLED BARCARDIO
I would rather you cheat on me then you watch this season of Breaking Bad without me.
When i was tripping hard i was banging Jeff's roommate and her room turned into Hogwarts
Also when we were banging i thought my high school librarian was perched up on top of the stereo like a gargoyle but it ended up just being her cat
4 pharmacies and not one had Plan B. If this is gods way of telling me it's time for a child, he can fuck off.
people need to understand when I say I don't want to drink anymore that doesn't mean tempt me with another bottle of Jose Cuervo.
If the amount of time the owner spent looking at my tits is any indication, I’d say I can probably sleep my way to the top
Randomize
