Everytime we come here you have an ex here.
he is naked. in. my. bed. happiest day. of my. LIFE.
So he flipped me over and suddenly went limp then told me he was thinking about his ex.
so you punched his junk, right?
I have one thing to say: spongebath.
I wish that wasn't all you had to say. And by that, I mean I wish you hadn't said that at all.
Well, for starters you dressed up in all Green and kept singing that song from "A Goofy Movie". Then you made us call you Powerline for the rest of the night...needless to say no, you didn't hook up with her
I'm ready for my liver to be the last casualty of 2009
At this point I feel like i'm never going to be sober, and it's frightening
Hne relally is a cite oerfect gome. Nes awddddddddooooome.
when i first looked at you, you weren't wearing any pants. but then i realized you had them around your neck as a cape.
Next sat night Titanic party. Bring your floaties, trashy necklaces, and a large lung capacity. This ship is going downnnnnnn.
I'm sorry but I require more work than your hamster. I need food, a minimum of 5 pillows, and I need to be played with daily.
People dont know what to do when a naked fat guy is running towards them. they panic
I still can't believe that I ate McDonald's off of my chest in his bed...
Cross faded me is not the classiest.
No not at all haha I wish there was a picture of that
That moment half way through a run when you realize you have to take a giant shit. I was racing against my bowels that last mile. Now my sweat is suctioning my ass to this toilet seat. Enjoy that NSA.
Burritos, beer, and hot tub sex. Merry Christmas to me.
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