you told everyone your name was brenda and you had the whole party chanting b-dawgg by the end of the night. successful.
Nothing ended up happening last night because he couldn't get my overalls or fanny pack off. I woke up this morning with one strap over my overall shorts on, my fanny pack wrapped around my chest, and the baby doll still tied to my hand. Ugh white trash parties!
I bruised his dick. I bruised his dick WITH MY MOUTH!! I've never felt more accomplished.
I know it should be off bounds, but can this be the chick we all sleep with at some point? I can write it off as drunken mistake, you all just have to come up with equally good excuses
He also has a monumental penis. It's unbelieveable. I'm sorry but he's perfect.
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
Her face is stuck to the frozen jager bottle. I think shes ok with it
Uh oh I Hage to dance yes, my feet are Whitney Houston
He told me i had to sleep under his bed. He said it would be my castle.
i can feel the knowledge leaking out of my brain
replace it with alcohol - nature abhors a vacuum
he wears New Balance sneakers on a regular basis, did you really expect the sex to be more than decent?
You kept sacrificing me last night. You would just yell out "Virgin Sacrifice!!" and then throw me into a circle of men.
As much as my throat was opened up this weekend, you'd think I wouldn't nearly choke on a damn almond.
Why do my weekends always degenerate into using my little brothers childrens board games for drinking games?
He showed up soaking wet with a flashlight and a ping pong ball. I couldn't say no
Well we've always known you have a weakness for guys with balls in their hands
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