I forgot to tell you the best part. The folded up paper he wrote his number on opened up to be a picture of him when he was younger wearing a Columbia tshirt in front of NASA and in pen said his name and "space consultant."
driving around with you guys listening to the beach boys made me very concious of how white you all are.
i think i'd rather have a trophy of a like jizz stained curtain or something
once you started introducing yourself as "running-bear" i knew you were beyond fucked up
I'm not making any promises. But if I start throwing food at you, just go with it.
That penis will go down in history. It's the Helen of Troy of dicks. I will conquer it and the tale will live on for future generations to learn from
It wasn't so much skinny dipping. It more like skinny walking...through a fountain.
I'm gonna eat you out with that hat on so it looks like beaker's doing it. And I'm gonna go "memememememe"
I just pictured ballsacks being shoveled into the furnace of the Titanic.
I asked my boss to leave early for a booty call. She said yes. See.... everyone sees it's important I get laid.
Note to self: don't practice nerdy white girl dance choreography in the company bathrooms no matter how nice the huge mirrors and lighting are.
Ims textiofg thsi woht my noes bcuz my hansd aer stli handcuffde to teh bedfrme. Help me
He just went to a job interview a sharpie moustache drawn on his face..
you were screaming "I don't need a shirt!" repeatedly while in the process of taking it off and flashing the bouncer. we got kicked out. thanks a lot.
Did you make it home alright?
No I'm sitting under a tree by a cricket. He's alone crying out for someone to Fuck him. This guy gets me.
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