He shit in the bushes next to the pool at the Venetian, after throwing up in the hallway. You really can do anything in Vegas.
Can you pinpoint the moment you decided it was acceptable to trade blow jobs for beers or was it a gradual slide?
I showed that dick picture that your date texted you to everyone because you passed out and left your phone unattended. Your fault. Plus his cock was big so his fault too.
Just did it in a room with glowing stars to Peter Gabriel's down to earth on shrooms. This is like god
I have a rage boner right now. An actual erection brought on by the amount of sheer hatred I have towards nationwide.
I walked into Anna's room this morning and she was like teary eyed, with pizza sauce all over the place
I’m almost positive this girl is drinking a mojito in class right now, if so she’s my new hero
I've been here 20 minutes and a sweaty naked man has kissed me on the cheek.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I fit in backpacks. BOOM HERE I AM! Like a stripper from a cake.
I walked out ot my car in the morning thinking there was a sandwich I left there from yesterday. Then later that day I was checking the mail and saw the other side of my car :/
It concerns me the most that u were potentially going to eat a day old car sandwich.
My condom drawer is now filled with W-2s and tax return documents. Is this adulting?
The usual, icing my vag with a chimichanga.
I woke up with a pube in my teeth...I'm disturbed cause we're both clean shaven
If I'm not there when the plane leaves, I didn't make it through security. See you at home! Vegas bitches!!!
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