didn't have any spoons so I beer bonged my chicken noodle soup. I fucking love camping.
I introduced him to the male G-Spot. Don't ever tell me I'm not experienced.
We had sex in the tent after his 6th beer and while we were at it we had conversations with the people outside the tent.
There is a large scratch and bruise about the size of a pizza bagel next to my vagina. Please text back if you know what happened.
Well who could blame her. I would run away from me if I could.
And my only real exposure to Russian culture is you and Internet porn.
That's the last time I send a mass text invitation to smoke a blunt
Clearly I was drunk when I met them I gave them a muffin. But they sure remembered me
Some how my underwear was hanging from the antlers of a antelope head on the wall of the hotel........
Serious question: is he hot or is my vagina just that barren?
One door closes, one man cooks for you through the next open door
I just wanna suck his dick on my balcony ya know
You need to stop showing people the things i drunk-text to you... i have a reputation to uphold here
we promised ourselves we wouldn't get too drunk, and what happens? I wake up the next morning with half a mcdouble in one pocket and some barbie clothes in the other.
So on a scale of 1-10 how mad would you be if I sent you a picture from the inside of a strip club
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