Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
some dude is getting blown right outside the bar in his car. reeediculous
class
he's dribbling her head like he's fucking allen iverson
i asked him how he could stand the smell of skunk. his answer was "it smells like good weed"...
Pretty sure I just has te same conversation as you. He suggested I get, sell, and fuck the hoes, and once all was said and done, that I should refer afforementioned hoes to him, to perform felatio.
I just witnessed someone getting head in the parking garage. Don't ever tell me Baylor is too conservative again.
You're surprisingly coherent for someone who thinks her couch is breathing.
Drunk on Tuesday. Double fisting. Mmmbop is playing. Only girl in the group. Life is complete.
I've discovered the best way to avoid rehab is to not fuck fat chicks when your drunk, therefore delaying regrets and rock bottom
your the Dr. Phil in my life
Today is an unchanging day
Walking in on a gay threesome, with a girl in the corner watching and taking vid is a reason to not only knock, but to never go to Savannah.
Awkward drunk fist bump with the boss. Not sure if tomorrow will be weird or wonderful.
The inflatable penis from those pics was mine... We broke him that night
Well I met my booty call's parents by accident, so that happened.
Woke up at my x's house. He said I talked about how much I love panda's for fourty five minutes. Then made him watch The Little Mermaid with me. Made the walk of shame infront of his mom. Things can only really go up from here.
Wait till you get home.
My feet surprised me
They have one of those claw machines here... with a dildo in it...
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