What kind of friend are you? You don't even blackout anymore.
i think at one point throughout the night i began eating birthday cake with a q-tip.
she asked if i had a condom...i said yes...when we finished it wasnt on...told her it was at home on my dresser.
I mean. If you don't have time I understand, but my dick doesn't.
Putting the night light in my bathroom cabinet was the best idea ever. Awesome for puking while light sensitive
he walkred up to the manager at dennys and said 'look, my friends passed out in your bathroom, can i go get her?'
Also, your vagina needs a time out and let your brain have a chance to make decisions.
once again, we need to groom him to be a better human being. using liquor and tits.
and now i get to think about how i fulfill a gay man's harry potter fantasy. thanks for that
There has to be a way to make college graduation in Las Vegas different than any other Tuesday in Las Vegas. Strippers? Been there. Getting arrested for public indecency on the strip? Done that.
You do realize how pathetic it is when the woman who does your bikini waxes has seen your vagina more than I have
i don't know man... i just want to listen to John Lennon every time i finish fucking her. is this love?
Don't come back. They don't have pants.
Oh god.
God has nothing to do with this.
So I don't think the seahorse breeding thing is gonna work.
That was random, even for you Mom.
I POOPED CONFETTI TOO. Ingested unacceptable amount of it oh my god can I die from this?
Randomize
