Goodnight my chunky, little, marshmallow muncher
I thought you said his peep was too small
it is but i have no money and nothing is on tv until 7 when americas next top model comes on.
DAMN! I hate it when i drunkenly erase all my "sent message" and wake up in the morning and my inbox is full of "WTF?" and "Huh?" messages.
the crunchwrap supreme is the def leppard of the taco bell menu
which is why it's clearly superior
I'm bringing in a picture of a stranger on facebook to get my haircut. I have reached a new level of creepy.
After we had sex he bought me grape soda. I think I'll keep him.
Your scrotum should have touched every square inch of that place by now. Start with the water fountain.
Did I hear correctly when it sounded like he said "just don't let me throw up into your vaj?"
I was paranoid that someone would jizz in my hair while I had the cucumbers over my eyes. Super-High Spa Day didnt work out.
ok, i suppose pissing your pants could be considered a wardrobe malfunction.
I snapchatted him nudes and he didn't screenshot a single one of them because he's a gentleman.
the people next to us at the red light cheered for you while you puked out the window...
I don't know what she looks like but I'm pretty sure she has a pussy.
I don't know if the puke on my pants is mine or not
She is crazy bro, she'll kiss me after eating her ass but looses her fucking mind if I double dip a french fry in "our" ketchup!
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