I kind of feel like guidos are mythical creatures.
Woke up with an epic boner today, the kind where you can spin books and shit on it. FYI: don't try spinning an encyclopedia
I think his parents are learning english from the phrases I shout during sex.
It's not prostitution until you're out of college. Right now it's just strategic boning.
everything was going well until edgar threatened to handcuff the security guard to himself.
In hindsight, the torn ligament in my knee is probably the fault of the ginbucket and jager bombs starting at 3pm. I guess I'll stop blaming it on you.
We 6 way cheers-ed with French fries last night, hammered, in the booth.
So question, would you consider it morally wrong to grind up Cialas and put it in ones cocktail? Then I get what I want and he doesn't have to be embarrassed and he can win the mental game with himself? I'm only thinking of him...
He did leave his bud tall boy and 2 choco tacos, so not a total loss.
He asked me if I remembered touching his police badge. awk.
I thought since you asked to see my dick I might as well say hi
It's Christmas. You could splurge on something a LITTLE fancier than wine in a box.
We were on the beach when you spilled sand in the bottle and said "relax it's vodka, it'll disinfect itself"
not only did u rap a voicemail to me last night.... but it lasted so long that it cut you off so you called back to finish..... never do this again
I kicked down a wall in rage and found a door behind the drywall. Once again vandalism solves all my problems.
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