My doc was like ur only supposed to have 6 sexual partners..thats just one semester at college
as we were stuffing their 24 of beer into our bags you kept saying you wanted cheese strings. closest things we found were kraft singles. as the guys came up the stairs you kept screaming 'GET THE CHEESE! GET THE CHEESE!'
She forced me to throw up so it would "rejuvenate" me. It worked and then we took six more shots and did a keg stand. You know what I call that? Friendship.
I don't remember. I remember laying in the trunk of a car. For hours.
Bitches at mcdonalds acting like they never seen a girl puke in her own coat pocket before
You could breast feed yourself wine!! This shit is genius!
Also, I imagined that his bacne was bubblewrap and that made it much more tolerable
Gregs sitting in the living room in his underwear hitting the bong watching a rob schneider movie. His lack of fuck giving is inspirational
When I tell my children how I survived hurricane Sandy I'll probably leave out the threesome
I woke wondering who the hell was in my bed. Then i felt boobs and remembered Haha. Thirsty Thursday killed my liver and my homosexuality
And also ice skating can blow me. Goodnight, love you!
You'll love it there. Trust me. Cheap tequila, pretentious beer, tall white guys who will treat you badly. Its got everything you like.
i like beer, sex, and cooking. what more can he want?
thats all i want out of life, to get high and watch weiner dog races
It's a draw. You need to settle it in Smash, Soul Calibur, and/or rock-paper-scissors, the last of which Steve claims is bullshit.
Randomize
