This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
We're pretty sure the 'pocket' aspect of the hot pocket is unnecessary. Testing our theory now.
Then all the boys were saying that they were amazed at how much i could smoke...i'm so proud of myself
i hit her car. ill just send her a farmville gift in the morning. then it'll be alright.
I gave her a mint afterward. It felt like giving turndown service at Hotel BJ.
pop tarts are not kleenex
did i mention he attempted to milk her in backseat?
All i remember about last night is holding a bottle of bacardi and screaming challenge accepted!
I bet it kind of sucks while you do community service I'm getting blown in the shower. haha
This conversation has now reached a level of awkward that even a passerby streaking hobo couldn't break.
Bang-toberfest begins!!
One of the art pieces was basically this chick throwing raw meat at the audience, anyone who got hit (which I did) got a free shot of whiskey. It was worth it.
You were fine, but your knee injury definitely came from interpretive dancing like a gay fairy with lead wings all around the Mission St BART. Everyone thought you were on drugs.
I cannot be with a girl who won't let me come home on my lunch break, eat spicy ranch and watch Breaking Bad without pants on. #lesbianproblems
He's a snuggler. Every time I attempt to make a move to find my bra he reigns me in. Needless to say i could be here a while.
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