Its sad we have to plan out fun a month in advance. 30 sucks.
using my metrocard to split lines. it says optimism on the back. i am optimistic that you will appear at my door and help me finish all these drugs.
we were so desperate we resorted to lego blocks. nuff said.
Well, of course, to the untrained eye I look like a slut.
my mom took me to a gay bar and went on and on about all her good times at clubs... i now know where i get it
she's sitting here naked with heels and a taco.
he grabbed my head and said "you are a horse. I am leading you to water" pushed it down and whispered "Drink."
It's ok. Rob's just shotgunning upside down.
And then, I saw the prophecy come to fruition. It was the Dick of Destiny.
Was the first guy that bit your neck last night wearing a trenchcoat...I have a vague memory.
Tonight we learned that just because we can fit a Tic Tac in the tip of my penis that does not mean we should.
That sounds worse than that time you thought out an entire story of how big bird would kill you
my goal is to never have a bac of 0.0 the whole time while in the state of florida, which means i have to chug a beer before i cross the state line
as a self proclaimed hoe im ok with a lotta things but that is not fucking one of them
Did you at least know who's jizz it was?
That is questionable.
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