My sheets at my parents place are clean. No braveheart but I can paint myself, yell "freedom", and sword fight you with my cock. So come over.
Shitting during a conference call is so empowering.
windsor, ontario is like a poor man's amsterdam
no, it is just poor
Beverly Hills, 90210. Cleveland Browns, 0.
Am I a whore if I make out with a boy just so michelle can't?
tan lines, throwing up everclear on the beach, doing lifeguards, tequila...summer.
i told her she would have to blow me everytime we lost a game of beer pong, she never noticed i purposely hit our opponents in the face every other shot
My little brother got home at 4am too, we drunk ate together. It was a kodak moment.
Yes I was being legit. That's the only plant I want in my house. A growing penis.
Your trash is full of condoms and yoohoos what a great life we live
I spilled a whole plate of queso and salsa on my bed so I'm just eating it off my sheets with chips. How's your night going?
not sure what stings more, my ass or my pride...
I don't remember that much at all. But I guess I met this guy from New Zealand and his dog, and then I punched someone in the face.
She was drunk running in the middle of the street when a cop saw her,picked her up and dropped her off at her house. This really doesn't surprise me.
I'm going to leave the 5 dollars that fell out of my bra while fucking in his room on the dresser as an apology
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