your thong is hanging out like whoa
I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
I'm pregaming with America's Best Dance Crew.
Do a shot everytime Lil' Mama mispronounces a word.
On the bright side, nobody died. Please bring me back my left shoe. I have work in an hour.
Just ordered an appetizer sampler to distract the fat chicks so we can escape
Your 'drink of the future' makes sense now- you feel it for atleast 10 hours into the future
I think you'll appreciae more than anyone that I'm renting my parking spot out for a half gallon of vodka a month.
Its important to me that you know there is a tambourine down my pants.
Where the hell did all of these gingers come from? It's like they crawled out of their shame-caves for st Patrick's day.
Tried making out with pop rocks in my mouth. That shit is magical.
Whatever. That's why I am to be babied like a calf. I regret nothing.
We peed together in a dark alley while holding hands. That is a bond that can never be broken.
if anyone knows where my shirt is please let me know and if you know why I don't have my own shirt please also let me know. also do any of you know why I'm missing a bra wire?
He called me baby cakes during sex... Can U not
I'm actually really happy I can say that my first body shot was out of a gay strippers massively ripped chest
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