So it's like pop-o-matic trouble, but with penises
another holiday season passes without receiving a dick in a box, where did i go wrong in life?
I told you I was good to drive
dumbass I drove... you sat in the passengers seat and steered with a paper plate
And i laid in the yard with carrots on my chest cause i wanted a bunny
There are some college kids out at 4 in the morning dragging each other on a sled behind a bike. its too entertaining to call the cops
HE COULDN'T FIND IT! WHAT KIND OF QUARTERBACK CAN'T FIND IT?!
We just made a drinking game out of our chemistry review. This might explain my chemistry grade.
We're not on Beacon Street anymore so now your argument about not peeing on the sidewalk holds no water. Whereas my bladder has holded every water.
I found his belly button lint in my hair. Can't say it was worth it.
I couldn't drink enough to fuck the friend, you said challenge accepted and stole some chicks shot.
By early evening I was shouting at the deeply Christian girl to suck my dick inbetween snorting lines of gatorade powder.
I'm back in the dating scene now... Since the legality issue calmed down. And my stalking charges were dropped.
So apparently it wasn't anything really bad, it's hemorrhoids. Which is the medical word for butthurt. I actually have ass ointment.
it'll be like a game of Russian Roulette, but with my vagina.
Wow dude wow that's sad man so sad. I dno't event wanna massturbate anymore due to teh sadness
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