ya ever know whats down there. always send some fingers in first to scout the situation. fingers are not used for pleasure. they're used for covert missions.
The guy drove to our house at 6am to sell us weed. Now that's customer service.
on of the only things i remember was the security guard told me i was too drunk for laser tag.
I want to frame my negative pregnancy test.
This is a whole other level of drinking. Like the I used to eat paste with these people kinda drinking.
Opened my wallet to find a slice of ham with a phone number written on it in sharpie.
Yeah, but there's no serving sizes for dick.
All I remember is passing out with an umbrella over my head and waking up screaming bad luck for seven years
Plus now I feel weird sleeping with you. It's like shooting a three legged deer. It's already at a disadvantage and couldn't get what it's full potential deserves.
I think I caught your cold through my vagina. It was worth it.
the bartender goes "wow its so good to see you sober" and gives me a hug
Here's a tip: do NOT chant "MATTHEWS. MATTHEWS. MATTHEWS." during sex because the Packers won against the Giants.
And how about the fact that the first time i really truly looked at a guy's dick was in my car. MY CAR. GODDAMNIT!!!
i was ready to conquer the fucking world. i would have fought vin deisel to the death without hesitation
Why are there naked heterosexuals in my apartment?
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