It made me feel like I need a reality show of my life so I could go back and watch the episodes to figure out how I got from the trunk of the car to my neighbors tree house...
I'm gonna play a drinking game called "Sarah takes the train"
They normally just get fucked up and see who can hold their hand on the exhaust the longest. It's great
I hope you remember pushing the girl off the stage because you said she wasn't good at pole dancing.
she was stripping to whiskey lullaby. most depressed boner.
Thanksgiving. This year's theme: I am thankful that I still have a liver.
Things are burning & the world smells of peanut butter. It's beautiful.
What happened with the girl wasn't a gay thing. It was just a mutual respect and want for sex. The guys just weren't there.
Call it what you want. You fucked a girl.
On a completely unrelated note I think I have carpal tunnel
Again, totally unrelated
Try explaining "the nature of your relationship" to a cop when your fuck buddy vandalized your car. Priceless.
My night ended with a French cab driver offering me his sperm free of cost.
We spent 45 minutes searching the crevices of our friend's car with a pair of tweezers trying to find the acid that we dropped
I got in an argument over whether or not I'm a slut. I argued yes.
Rebounding with her sister was the best idea i ever had.
Just saw a fat guy on a flower print moped. He's my hero.
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