I've decided that my new worst fear is that I'll end up on "I Didn't Know I was Pregnant"
No more Irish car bombs ever.
I don't know at least half of his name. I have officially become a statistic.
You were like pukeahontas last night, you tried to tell us you were okay, then you puked in the garden.
I have 20 seconds to get my life together and look presentable.
She is ok w me having sex for money. Just gotta find rich grandmas.
It's official. This guy and I are going gay for each other. We're tasting the fucking rainbow.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but did you let me pee in the grass while barking? And also, how many of you have videos?
It's blow job season.
those kids just got delivered to the party by the pizza guy
I was ok with it until you started yelling " just the tip!" I know she's you gf but don't backseat drive the three-way.
There's a guy here who is improvising his own shadow dance on a table against the wall, in case you're wondering how my night is going
do you think our homemade porn will pass for my cinematography final?
if becoming an adult is chugging a bottle of wine in your bed and crying about your stresses while your dog watches you, sign me up
I'm cuddly bitch. Deal with it.
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