Our relationship is like that beach boys song "help me Rhonda" and I'm fucking Rhonda. And Rhondas's the whore in case you've never heard it.
he walked in on you at the party drunkenly dancing alone on the bed wearing mardi gras beads, sunglasses, and using one ski pole as a microphone.... and you STILL got laid. i dont get your life.
Whatever. We're stealing a penguin. Your not allowed near him... You did this to yourself.
M WATCHING THE HISTORY CHANNEL AND IT SAID THAT WHEN THE LUST PART OF THE BRAIN IS ACTIVATED THE JUDGEMENT PART IS NOT. THIS EXPLAINS SO MUCH.
As per my father's affair, married men are no longer off limits.
It's Christmas week. I wouldn't know what to do if i wasn't hung over.
I'm sorry I ignored your high cries for help while you were grating cheese on my dog.
She keeps telling me I can't keep feeding the dog my food. I gave half the weed brownie to the dog and half to me. I just want it to taste the greatness of cheezits like I am.
Hide in the closet. if you hear me yell patato salad come out swinging.
Want a slice of this weekend's hottest piece of ass?
Please assure him that the flying penis statue is for display purposes only.
Well, I made it thru a doorway, so I think things are going good.
The international association of gay square dance clubs had a booth set up in the lobby of my hotel.
Just gave candy to a strange child. Not my best move.
If your talking about a poncho I WANT ONE
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