I'm so over stopping myself from talking about my sexual experiences in front of children.
We didn't go..parents came home with patron wanting to play drinking games --we asked no questions
My pussy is not your playground.
no.. I went home. Puking up hot dogs and lemon tart isn't as lovely as it sounds.
apparently "preggers as fuck" isn't an appropriate way to describe someone...
sitting in my room in a shopping cart. they couldnt get my legs out of the holes. i want breakfast.
I don't text first unless I'm hammered...so ya I text first a lot
Not sure if it's my shorts, hat, shoes, hair or soul but one of the above just got me drunk again from the glorious aroma of Keystone Light.
We invented this drinking game where you pick and random video and drink for every misspelled word in the youtube comments. It did not end well.
I need to find parents that want to take care of a grown adult. I'm sure there's a website out there for that. Like a sugar daddy but sugar parents.
Plus i lost a button on my shirt and we got free drinks all night. Sorry I'm not sorry.
Jesus Christ, it's not like going swimming. You don't have to wait 20 minutes after you eat to suck a dick
Well shit I mean if you get a bunch of cashed up drunk lesbians together in a casino, it's bound to go south at some point
I'm pretty sure the Bible says "He who is most sober may cast the first stone."
She ripped her shorts off and yelled "VAGINA TIME!"
Randomize
