My whole home page is your drunken face booking, congrats.
For real. Like, if I ever had to choose a last meal, I would just choose to get high and eat whatever was around.
all i know is i woke up with a braid in my hair and i vaguely remember a cab driver telling me he would give me $10,000 to get him a green card. and he would take me to turkey. and give me free cab rides. im never drinking on my medicine again. lol.
we're at Rob's house and just invented the best drinking game ever....we are on Chatroulette and everytime we see a dick we all have to drink.
Thanks for getting me home last night.
No worries. I'll always be there for you, just like Mufasa.
we may have ended up at a gay bar on accident. we're gonna work this to get free drinks.
i don't even specifically remember last night, it's just one big wonderful lesbianic blur.
Well it went from being a hug to a straight out tackle through the back door.
I'd bet your vomit would be flammable at this point. Can I try to light it?
We wouldn't be friends if you didn't.
JOY: That feeling when you crack open a handle for the first time, and the flow limiter comes off with the cap.
This is what happens when you live with someone you met on Grindr
No like I actually peed on the treadmill. As it was running
She referred to my balls as rotund and handsome
I'm touching everything in your apartment with my penis.
Heels with jeans turned Casual Friday into Casual Sex With My Boss Friday
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