No, you can still breathe under the balls.
And my fence, why is part of it on the roof?
Just heard a guy on the phone saying " ya ill buy the eight ball " then came to my register to ask what asile the sugar substitute is on.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
just cockblocked my boss's 17 year old son at the Christmas party
I should go buy the economy size box of condoms and sprinkle a path like rose petals to my bed... Think he'd get the hint?
Nah, just ran around, pinned random men to walls, bit their lips of and booked it.
Lmao I should put that ad on Craigslist "in need of muscular and determined team of men to carry drunken birthday whore safely home"
Well, I watched a girl proposition a shit ton of people, try to take a cocktail waitresses job and then proceed to walk into a wall. Damn, I'm a little jealous.
I came in shy and timid. By the end of the night I hulked out broke two lamps, their coffee table, some plates, and still had sex.
She's passed out with a slice of pizza between her boobs should I just eat it and leave
I haven't included my nuts in a shave since the Shaq/kobe Lakers era. I gave my self the ol full court press in order to change the tempo.
Were you citizens arresting people again last night?
I am drunk and aggressive about the olympixs
It's spelled Olympics
Only true party girls take their birth control with Smirnoff.
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