soooo we both peed the bed last night...
we need to start a braincell conservation fund for you, sort of like save the whales or something.
When you hit the 45 minute mark of any argument about The Flintstones, you have to realize: it's no longer you arguing, it's the cocaine arguing.
This football player keeps talking about his drunk dad. I think he may start crying. Does this deserve a roll tide?
Nothing like running into your favorite bartender in the middle of the afternoon while stone cold sober and being told your grabbed his penis the last time you were at his bar. My bad.
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
But he's not just anonymous male genitalia anymore. I've met him, I've seen his face.
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That's the bat signal to come over and fuck me.
I was so high I watched a 5 minute video of different scenes of horses running. The music was magical.
You still owe me a blowjob for knowing more about hurricanes than you.
All im saying is that my face might fall off.
Let's just say it was like a porno version of Aladdin....
I hope April is a better month for dicks. March has been very disappointing.
Do you think I could use my teacher of month Award to get free drinks?
You know that we wouldn’t even be talking about all this if you would have kept your candy consumption judgement comments to yourself.
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