How is it? Sketchville?
cheap drinks and peanuts cancel out any form of sketchiness
he believed the zit on my nose was a piercing...until he tried to bite it. needless to say he didnt ask for my number
Im drinking a beer thats called vuuve which is boobs in begian. I think my life is complete.
I just speedwalked down the broken metro escalator while high. Basically all my worst fears combined
if you really think there are plastic pots safe for the stove i fear for your future landlords.
Getting too drunk for the hot dog vendor to serve me is possibly a sign of an alcohol problem. I threw up in the sewer grates next to his stand
Word is he has some crazy hawaiian STD
its like what part of i just threw up mcdonalds breakfast means i want to make out with you?
I'm still not a hundred percent.. I haven't shit anything solid in two days.. I have pulled my puker muscles and I can't take deep breaths cuz of other unidentified muscles/maybe heart attack
The last thing I remember from that party was me shouting "hold my feet I'm going in strapped like Rambo"
you know, i'm always afraid you're going to think i only want you for sex because i only text you when i'm horny
speaking of, guess what i'm thinking about
He posted a picture from Senor Frogs. I don't remember where that bikini came from and my sombrero is PERPENDICULAR. Safe to say it was one hell of a day
Your ability to whip out your dick and take a pic anytime I text you is startling.
Just scratched my head and I basically rained glitter.
He literally just laid flat on top of me motionless at one point. It felt less like foreplay and more like he was trying to use me as a flotation device. 0/10
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