So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
Remember the time we were horrifically hung over, went to mcdonalds, an you merely felt the weight of the mcnuggets box and knew there was an extra?
like it was yesterday
I'm drinking sangria out of a sand pail. I'll pass on tonight
They only knew me as the lesbian that passed out in a bathtub. That's not what you call friendship.
She said just put your tongue in there and don't linger. I have other things to do.
So there I was praying he didn't go limp again, choking on a long, long gray ball hair. This is my Saturday night. This. Is. My. Life.
I just told him that with every paper, I'd take a picture of myself with one less piece of clothing. Who say's I can't be a tutor?
got one for peeing in public....called the cop a donut dunking communist...should be a fun court appearance
How did I roll 7 times this month and survive?\nI must be some sort of ecstasy goddess
The struggles of a small town man whore
I learned that I order a bunch of dollar shots at the bar and once it's ready turned around and say "who wants pay?" And someone will pay
I feel like there's def a learning curve to the sex swing
I have 3 bottles of vodka in my room telling me not to go to work tomorrow.
I'm not a morning person, and, trust me, no matter how good your cock may be, it will not turn me into one.
Saw the Peanut butter guy at checkout he had at least 30 containers of it and like 6 different kinds...
Randomize
