Got a plan. Ill do rock paper scissors and if you win we smoke a joint. Throw rock.
Apparently I kept telling the bartender that I was going to set the Guinness World Record.
Whatever. We're stealing a penguin. Your not allowed near him... You did this to yourself.
I mean if she was naked in my room I would talk to her
i'm sick of coming in second next to bourbon.
some asshole was waslkibg around with ab electric razor and shaving parts of peoples heads.
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
Like hey, "you just spent $135k to go to a nobody law school to drive a mini van, be a dj, live in a smalllll ass apartment that smells like cats and your girlfriend fucks other guys."
I wonder if a fish could survive in vodka
I could
I just don't understand how she's willing to go through so much planning and effort just to get a dick inside of her
and it's like......my shirt is off and he's talking about quidditch. why.
I am not walking across campus just to give you a blow job in the hopes that in return i can study more efficiently.
HE IS. YOU SHOULD TOUCH HIS BACK.
IT IS A COURTSHIP RITUAL.
THE MUTUAL BUTT TOUCH IS SACRED.
so i realized that he's only my physical relationship and beer is my emotional relationship...
Let's just face it you're going to have an arrangement with your future wife your fuck me on Thursdays
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