I dont ever wanna see you tell my little brother to "spread the seed" ever again
I fed him jelly beans while he fingered me. Win, win situation.
juast therw a cheeeeesestirng over the fnce. stuckit to sombodys car winheild... gonna luagh if i find it mlted in the mrning.
constantly striving to make life awkward and more complicated, one drunk bone at a time.
id say bad/good trip...at first I wanted to claw off my skin... but then when i tried i ended up tickling myself for an hour.
When the doctor said the anal leakage might not be reversible without some lifestyle changes you start asking if it's worth the entertainment value.
It's been two days. I am still burping up jello. Everything tastes like jello. Everything smells like jello. I am DONE with jello shots.
James is trying to butt-heads with a moose. I don't know whether I should stop him or just sit back and watch where this goes.
When you're really drunk, Japanese toilets just have an unnecessary amount of buttons.
There's nothing quite like having a little 8 year old boy hand me a Bible on campus while I'm on my way to the health center because of my recent slutty tendencies.
No other way to put this but the dick was not worth him crying for an hour after. No more online hookups.
I walked in on him pumping himself up by headbanging to the drumbeat from Jumanji.
Well the hawks lost... so, of course, the only logical course of action was a bonfire in the middle of the street.
If you dont get laid dressed as Woody Harrelson in Zombieland, I have lost all faith in the men of nw Indiana.
youll appreciate my drinking habit one day...
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