I'm walking behind a man wearing a womans shirt, heels, mens pants and a baseball hat
made the entire pub sing the british national anthem, puked, rallied, then peed in a telephone booth and have pictures to prove it, taking tourism to another level since 2012.
Tonight, I'll be cleaning. And by cleaning, I mean drinking booze and spraying everything with Febreze.
So far, my day has been sparkling with the tears of a thousand rainbow unicorns. I'd say this is quality shit you've grown.
You should know that Team Beyonce's Vagina dominated in pong last night
STUCK IN CAPS. WANA GET AFTER IT TOMORROW?
If I don't end up being a booty call for Valentine's Day, you wanna go to the movies?
i got your date sluuuuuuut pick up my calls or else hes mine
MANGO MOTHERFUCKING GODDAMN MARGARITA DELICIOUSNESS
I was seriously concerned she had died since she wasn't moving at all, but then I asked here where she was last night and her response was to hip thrust the air.
i can now get sex on a playground off my list of things to do in life.
He won't leave and I need to take a shit and vomit, quite possibly at the same time.
im watching blue is the warmest color at the music box and this dude is literally masturbating 3 feet in front of me
If a man doesnt have the ability to fuck you well on a small climbing wall, I don't think he deserves you.