the not having weed thing wouldnt be nearly as tragic if it wasnt the one holiday where they launch bright flaming things into the air
Dude stop singing. Your life is not an episode of fucking glee
I managed to throw up 90 feet under water, just removed my breathing tube, puked, put it back in. All inclusive is the way to go.
We started playin just the tip, then shit got crazy
There is a newly found video on my phone of me following you to the bathroom to watch you throw up. sorry I didn't hold your hair
I've ID'd the nipple biter.
i just remember pinky promising you guys to take care of him.
he pulled a $400 bottle of champagne out of the back part of his toiled and I was ready to blow him then and there
I dont know. Theres no way you can be ready for the sex hurricane that will consume you.
Well when you get back to your computer, there's a nice explanation of pansexuality on your Skype.
I'm surprised, it's been so long you must be starving
At a certain point, the zombie-like hunger goes away. Then the sadness sets in. Then you start lying to yourself that you're taking some "me time." Then you remember you dodged chlamydia and Buddha knows what else. Then you're at peace with it.
My hands are stained pink. I look like I fisted a muppet.
Thx for last night. I've never had so much fun while being told my life decisions are questionable at best.
Drunk. Send nudes. Just curious.
Get your heels and tits on! I’m not wasting a Brazilian because his fucking kid ate paste or Legos and ruined an afternoon suite sex and room service
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